[whispered: Ruff Ryders]



[DMX talking]

Yea, (another gutter...) you know we had to do it this time baby! Nah-mean?

My nigga D,  we walk through the motherfucking' doors

Of the industry together baby! Nah-mean? (Gots to tell the truth)

You gave that shit dog, Yanahmsayin?

Me like yo, go hard on these niggaz baby, Nah-mean? (Gots to tell the truth)

Go hard just let niggaz know

What the fuck is really going on

Now that's what the fuck I did! Aight!

Arf, Arf. What!



[DMX]

The industry; man its not the same

The industry; its not a fucking game

The industry; real niggaz is dying to get in

The industry; just define they don't fit in

The industry; ain't what it used to be

The industry; trying to control the way you MC

They want you to dress like that this and talk like that

But I'm gon' dress like this and talk with the gat

The industry; got y'all word meaning nothing

The industry; fuck what you heard cause he's bluffing

The industry; money, bitches, hate

But I dare you to try to take a fucking thing off my plate

The industry like "Wait!", but in the streets we like "Get 'em"

Set 'em teed up in that thing, catch 'em sleeping and hit 'em

And Ima pop whoever with 'em, the coroner is coming to get 'em

Industry niggaz, so that's how I did 'em



[Chorus]

The industry; mad niggaz is full of shit

The industry; mad niggaz is sucking dick

The industry; bitches keep thinking its a game

The industry; don't mention my fucking name

The industry; mad niggaz is full of shit

The industry; mad niggaz is sucking dick

The industry; bitches keep thinking its a game

The industry; don't mention my fucking name, nigga



[DMX]

The Industry; if you ain't got a strong mind

The industry; you ain't get down its a matter of time

The industry; vultures with nothing to feast on

The industry; see me I'm getting my beast on

The industry; staying in the dirt, playing in the dirt

Touch the wrong one in the industry and you will get hurt

I'm not an industry artist, I'm an artist in the industry

That's why you what the fuck I want, cause nobody can finish me

The industry; wanted dead or alive

New artist to sell they souls, the way they survive

The industry don't give a fuck about you

But the industry couldn't make a dime without you

The industry; I'm sick of this industry shit

The industry; playing you like a industry bitch

They try to finish me quick but I am on, so I stand strong

Fuck the beat, listen to the words of the damn song



[Chorus]



[DMX: over chorus]

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh [x2]

Shit is crazy yo

They loaning you money to make a album

You pay 'em back the money, they still on the album

What part of the game is that? (I tell you the truth, I don't lie)

You write your own shit, but they hold on to your shit

What part of the game is that?

(I don't try to hurt nobody, I mind my business)

You know what, the average nigga makes like

(All these industry niggaz could suck a fucking dick!!)

Twenty-six cents over a motherfucking record

We need a motherfucking union baby!!!