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  • Song Lyrics » S » Souls Of Mischief » Fucked... Lyrics
    [phesto dee]
    Master of emcee slave trade
    Pullin' chief executive chains on his muppets
    The prime minister of shattered dreams
    For these young black kids
    Itchin' for this rap status
    But he never could add up these b-boy mathematics
    His pragmatic toys made him money magnetic
    The abrasive weight of his unevasive vendettas
    Made him keep two barrettas with his industry contingents
    Ninjas, paid protection and fringe benefits
    He rolls from the stretch benz limited edition
    Caught between a sinister smoke screen and henchmen
    Straightened his lapel ignited his cigarette
    And shoved the knot of his tie and awaited his death wish
    Reckless manslaughter left him breathless
    Mashed his chest it's a crash in the intersection
    A fraction of a second
    Spun out on the sidewalk
    He couldn't pull his gun out
    Cuz instantly
    He was fucked in the industry

    [opio]
    Is it real or imagery?
    Senseless acts of savagery
    Could it be you got fucked in the industry?
    See it
    You got fucked in the industry

    [chorus]
    [tajai]
    Cause niggas get off in this business
    Tryin' to come up
    Awestruck, starstruck
    But you know how they end up
    See it
    You got fucked in the industry
    You know how they end up

    [tajai]
    Video queen type for whom you's feen
    Appeared in many scenes
    Fulfilling her childhood dreams
    Got involved with this hardcore mc
    Said she like to kick it and hang cuz he
    Kept her clean
    Expensive thangs, european names
    Ice embedded amidst, ruby red flames she
    Stayed in his mix, figured it was all a game
    Swearin' that this nigga was her ticket to fame
    But little did she know there was truth to what he's sayin'
    'bout how he made his livin' sellin' crack cocaine
    'bout how he put caps in all his enemies brains
    I guess he missed the two that came checkin' for change
    Didn't hear his pits squeal necks broke on choke chains
    Baskin' in the glow of fuck faces they just exchange
    Maxin' in his home, coolin' out just relaxin'
    Niggas busted and cappin' while she was in between his
    Satins and intravenous
    Drip her failing heart rate blip
    And the bloody mattress
    The sole legacy of this budding actress
    Coroner lights and cops cameras followed the action
    I wasn't surprise but rather saddened when it happened

    [tajai]
    Cause niggas get off in this business tryin' to come up
    Awestruck, start struck
    But you now how they end up

    [opio]
    The devious life you get touched
    See it
    But you know how they end up

    [opio]
    Down in san diego at the gavin
    I seen a hip-hop journalist get stabbed
    That shit was savage
    Caught him in the stomach with about four inches
    Slapped him in his face relentless
    And pulled out some big shit
    He said look homie, you don't know me
    Put the gat to his head calm and slowly
    The journalist screamin' and cryin' scared of dyin'
    Dude mashed him in his jaw with the barrel
    Told him stop lyin'
    Picked him up off his knees with ease
    I thought he might squeeze
    'til i heard the police yellin' freeze!
    He reached for the heavens
    Eleven cops put his head in a (shuminumaki?)
    Blood on the concrete
    That's when i peeped dude that shanked him was a rapper
    Hot cause his name got slandered
    Locked in a metal case for over a decade
    He thought he was invincible
    But now he wish that day never happened
    Askin' his god for forgiveness
    Purgin' is harder than vengeance tryin' to end this nightmare
    The industry clockwork oranged his whole shit
    And warped his brain until he flipped out

    Is that what is about
    You talk too much you got a gun in your mouth
    Talkin' big when you little man they called you out
    Shoulda kept your shit shut
    Cause you know how they end up

    [chorus]