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Lil' Flip( Wesley Eric Weston Jr. )
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Biz
Lyricist:Berry Todd Edwards
Ay, this is for everybody That wanna get in the rap game This is for everybody That think you just get in the rap game And blow up over night
This is for everybody that think It's easy to be on tv, in front of limo's And buy Rolexes, ha, it's better known As bleed and suck look
I started rappin' when I was about thirteen I was into basketball not this hip hop thing I started doin' talent shows, I was bein' curious But I didn't know one day I would be serious
I use to always freestyle until the end of the beat And I use to take my demos to the end of my street To another local rapper I thought could help But in this rap game people all about they self
So that made me work harder, I picked up my pen All though I kinda felt bad, I picked up my chin I made my own rap group, Hustlaz Stackin Endz And I can't wait for me and Hump to drive a platinum Benz
It's the biz (Where anything can happen) It's the biz (Everybody and they mama be rappin') It's the biz (Everybody gotta shine, rule one Read before you sign that dotted line)
So I started freestylin' every chance I got The word on the street was Lil' Flip is hot I'm the hardest B.G rhymin' in my state That's when C-Note let me do 'Diamonds-N-Yo-Face'
Song was gettin' played like fifty times a day Then we hit the road, doin' shows, tryna get paid I started doin' karaokes, tryna get out there It didn't take long for me to put another hit out there
Now I'm in the studio tryna make dollar bills Some people owe me fa sho since they live down the street Rollers actin' like they broke (Man show us some love) I'm tired of hearin' that shit all the time
Me and Hump puttin' it down, nigga, I ain't lyin' I got record labels mad â€~cause I ain't sign Some niggas stealin' my rhymes but I'm still gon' shine If you can't see this biz dirty then you must be blind Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
It's the biz (I'm tryna survive) It's the biz (Man, forget a ninety five) It's the biz (Boy the game is cursole sometimes You just can't think like the rest)
It's a dirty game but who's to blame I'ma stay independent, y'all choose the fame Ain't nothin' changed, still workin' the clock 95 made outta wood and a sun roof on top
And when we sittin' on ya block, y'all beez in shock 'Cause Houston got Lil' Flip like Caddie have crop When you see Sucka Free give us our props 'Cause we run this rap game believe it or not
Now you got two choices You can be a rapper or you can be a C-E-O Either you can be with the devil Or you can be with God Which one you wanna be with?
And if you ain't gettin' sued then you might be suin' And if your fans ain't clappin' they might be booin' And if you ain't gettin' paid then you might not get paid I'm sorry, sometimes that's how the game gets played
And if you ain't on tour you might not have one It's 90% business, the other half fun Some niggas get raped for everything they earn It's just like sex with no protection, you get burned
It's the biz (I'm Sucka Free) It's the biz (Everybody want luxury) It's the biz (You know what I mean Let's talk about contracts and get the green)
I heard you got jacked for your ride It's the biz I heard a nigga usin' your lines It's the biz I heard a nigga bought you a car It's the biz
He said that he gon' make you a star And you ain't seen no money so far That's the biz and now you know Knowin' is half the battle, that's the biz
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