[Hook x3 Timbo King] Summin gotz to give in this biz I dont give a fuck who you are, who you is [Timbo King] Give it up, we takin all your royalties Yo producers gettin stuck for the points, we want all his gs All yo shit, cuz yo flows funny You gotta pay, pump duels, so give up all yo show money Burnin yo disc in yo reels Sellin yo DAT tapes at crack rates, liable and no frills Im hittin hard like a brother from Diggstown I mean Timbs town, laughin at your mix down Cause Imma smash that, bash that shit Fuck ASCAP, you catch a cap in yo ass, black You not a artist, mics, you cant damage shit Give up yo publishin, mother fuck yo management You not rugged, we housin yo recordin budget Jack yo tour, we takin all yo fuckin luggage No more interviews, cancel all yo photoshoots This is a message for artistes, solos and groups [Hook x4] [Timbo King] Fuck yo AR, yo whole entire promotion staff Dont even think about givin out autographs No spotlight, takin you off stage Beepers disconnected, you wont get a single page Youse a biter, you and yo cowriter Forget the limos, stick to makin demos We got a freeze on yo bank account Yo release date expired, forget about comin out All yo videos are cancelled, studio times tooken Throw away them god damn samples Tell that bullshit lawyer to go hang Mechnical statue, go to erase, all that shit is dead Yo career is a total waste Im dissin yo distibution, dont even have a showcase Drowin yo ass in a record pool Summin gotz to give in this biz, Royal Fam rules [Hook x2] [Timbo King] Call it a crime when you sign on the dotted line Put it in writin, black and white, no dollar signs Deduction, yo production is jingles No more reorders on yo twelve inch singles I dedicate this to braggers and boasters Niggas rippin down stickers and yo posters It aint final til its vinyl, so check it You wanna go platinum, but you cant make a hit record We still lookin for yo bookin agent Soundscan reported, yo LPs under rated You want yo name on a flyer, retire Heres a plaque piece for yo work for hire No cream, wheres yo president at, I wanna see him Theres no publicity, run yo podium Exclusive rights, creative control Heres yo release, no records was sold [Hook x4]
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