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Demise of Da' Industry
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Finally, the artists they didn't want you to hear has finally arrived!!! Live from the streets of Dallas, TX, B-Eazy delivers his self-produced, debut CD BY ANY
Transforming a life-long dream into a living and breathing reality is the force that empowers the multi-talented, musical phenom Brenton B-Eazy Barge. At age 27 and hailing from the city of BIG D - Dallas, TX, his desire to conquer the music world is accompanied with a double-dosage formula uncommon in todays artists. Armed with a fiery, yet undeniable flow as an MC, coupled with versatile and unprecedented production talents, B-Eazy attempts to elevate the music scene in Dallas, leaving a blazing trail for others to follow!
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #6,996
Peak in subgenre #3,574
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B-EAZY
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2007 B-EAZY PRODUCTIONS
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May 02, 2009
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:13
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Produced by: B-Eazy So you wanna be a rapper right?/ Look are you ready to sell your soul?/ For a few pennies to the dollar?/ Cuz that’s about all your worth to the companies anyway/ Uh, but you still wanna be a rapper?/ Listen up, let me tell you something… [VERSE 1] Look, half of these rappers is actors to me/ You can hear it on the tracks when they speak!/ This rap shit ain’t what it’s cracked up to be/ Shit, if I ain’t felt it/ Smelt it or dealt it/ You wouldn’t hear it on a record/ Check it/ I remember way back into time/ When niggas signed on the line/ And didn’t worry bout dying/ Nowadays, shit that you say/ Can get you two from the waist/ Cuz real recognize real/ The fake portray it on tapes/ So keep spitting your 8’s, hooks and 16’s/ And keep waiting on them crooks to sell you a fake dream/ I done dealt with the game/ Pol-i-tricks and DJ’s/ In these days/ Niggas don’t give a fuck bout what we say/ Look, I ain’t saying no names/ But one day we was at a station/ And my sister called The Great One to give us congratulations/ Whether hating or misplacement/ Thinking the shit was okay/ The DJ couldn’t get the bit to play (and that’s fucked up…) [HOOK] Don’t get it confused/ I ain’t one of them dudes/ Foolish to sell my soul for a couple cars and some jewels/ Excuse me, if I get too deep/ Exposing rules once told to me/ Open up your eyes and see/ The demise of the industry… Don’t get it confused/ I ain’t one of them dudes/ Foolish to sell my soul for a couple cars and some jewels/ Excuse me, if I get too deep/ Exposing rules once told to me/ The industry ain’t what it used to be!/ Sit back and listen carefully… [VERSE 2] I ain’t one of these lil’ rappers out screaming “I need a deal!”/ I’m one of realest niggas that spit it, and got it for real!/ Y’all need to get y’all shit straight/ Cuz after one mixtape/ Got niggas in different states listening for a release date!/ I ain’t a rapper, I’m a flow-er/ Take control of my pen and let it go/ No holding back/ Nobody holding my hand/ Nobody showing me when to say this, that and the other/ No brother hovering on my back or over my shoulder/ Fuck a marketing plan!/ Couple of G’s will get me over/ I’m my own man/ Don’t need the industry for this soldier!/ This composer’s double-dosage poses threats to those who come too close/ You hoes approach me, hopelessly for doe/ You know the answer, “Please!”/ Chief on some dossier and compose up some of the illest lines you’ll ever find/ So keep one eye on the road, and the other eye on rewind!/ In due time, you’ll come to find what’s pumping out your Alpine/ Will be the realest spitten lines ever written in rhyme, listen… [HOOK] [97.9 The Beat Interview – DJ Big Bink & The D.O.C.] Copyright 2007 B-Eazy Productions. Barge House Music Publishing. Lyrics reprinted with permission. All Rights Reserved.
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