| Song | Record Company Pimpin' |
| Artist | Ice Cube |
| Album | War & Peace Vol. 2 (The Peace Disc) (Explicit) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Atkins, Crum, Gray, Harrison ... | |
| Please listen to my demo {x8} | |
| A nigga told me, the record company's the pimp | |
| The artist is the hoe, The stage is the corner | |
| And the audience is the trip, god damn | |
| (verse one) {:21} | |
| Incredible young nigga, you can't belive i'm just one nigga | |
| God damn i've gotten bigger | |
| Intellect superior, | |
| Walk in a room and make the whole interior, inferior | |
| If you look me in my eyes | |
| You might fuck around and loose control of your mind body and your soul | |
| Grab ahold | |
| Undisputed on the microphone, what choo think | |
| If you wink, i'll make you ich think | |
| Did you blink, did you ever drink your own brain matter | |
| Shotgun enima, this ain't no cinema | |
| All praises due to the creator | |
| --for this man here, that can't no nigga stand near-- | |
| True, inventor of the double-you | |
| What choo wanna do, i got the red and the blue | |
| Show me one nigga dedicated to raps | |
| I'll show you ten niggas dedicated to snaps | |
| Record company death traps settin' decoys | |
| Just to pimp young b-boys | |
| With a cup full of yak, studio contact | |
| Maniac with a contract | |
| Well turn up the bass and the motherfuckin' treble | |
| About to do a deal with the devil for my vocal level | |
| Bullshit points, plus he want to rub it in | |
| And take all my publishin', god damn | |
| Do i take it up the rectum | |
| Just to rock the spectrum | |
| Give up a right arm, just to do a form | |
| Hell no, all you motherfukers goan leave this bitch limpin' | |
| No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more (No more), record company pimpin' | |
| No more (No more), record company pimpin' | |
| No more (No more), record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more No more No more | |
| You ain't pimpin' me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh) | |
| I ain't pimpin' you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh) | |
| I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free) | |
| So what we gonna do (can i holla at you, holla at you) | |
| You ain't pimpin' me (please listen to my demo) | |
| I ain't pimpin' you (please listen to my demo) | |
| I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free) | |
| So what we gonna do (can i holla at you, holla at you) | |
| (verse two) {2:01} | |
| I'ma keep it simple, it went from "please listen to my demo" | |
| To "get your ass out my limo" | |
| Stretch presidential | |
| It's essential cuz the record company will have your ass in a rental | |
| If you let 'em, You have to behead 'em | |
| Contracts you never read 'em | |
| CEO's you never met 'em | |
| Sent to an atourney, Burnstein and Burney | |
| Nigga that's his lawyer, ain't got nothin' for ya | |
| Treat ya like they emloy ya, i'm a warrior | |
| Bite you in the ass like a Georgetown Hoya | |
| When they ignore ya cause, you got to hold your balls | |
| Catch a motherfucker slippin' in bathroom stalls | |
| And then you show 'em that you ain't a rookie | |
| Let 'em know that you'd rather have, more points than more pussy | |
| Pimp turned bookie | |
| Now how the fuck i get in so much debt | |
| God damn, we just met | |
| Welcome to the rap game | |
| Motherfucker be confused and broke before he know whats happenin' | |
| You can be the star and fuck women | |
| I'ma just play the back and keep winnin' | |
| No more (No more), record company pimpin' | |
| No more (No more), record company pimpin' | |
| No more (No more), record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more No more No more | |
| You ain't pimpin' me (please listen to my demo) | |
| I ain't pimpin' you (please listen to my demo) | |
| I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free) | |
| So what we gonna do (i got to holla at you, holla at you) | |
| You ain't pimpin' me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh) | |
| I ain't pimpin' you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh) | |
| I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free) | |
| So what we gonna do (can i holla at you, holla at you) | |
| It went from please listen to my demo | |
| To get your ass out my limo {x4} | |
| (outro) {3:43} | |
| Mama's, don't let your kids grow up to be rappers | |
| Unless you tell them if they gonna get in this buisness | |
| They better learn this buisness | |
| Or they goan get fucked | |
| Simple as that | |
| Simple as that |
| zuo ci : Atkins, Crum, Gray, Harrison ... | |
| Please listen to my demo x8 | |
| A nigga told me, the record company' s the pimp | |
| The artist is the hoe, The stage is the corner | |
| And the audience is the trip, god damn | |
| verse one : 21 | |
| Incredible young nigga, you can' t belive i' m just one nigga | |
| God damn i' ve gotten bigger | |
| Intellect superior, | |
| Walk in a room and make the whole interior, inferior | |
| If you look me in my eyes | |
| You might fuck around and loose control of your mind body and your soul | |
| Grab ahold | |
| Undisputed on the microphone, what choo think | |
| If you wink, i' ll make you ich think | |
| Did you blink, did you ever drink your own brain matter | |
| Shotgun enima, this ain' t no cinema | |
| All praises due to the creator | |
| for this man here, that can' t no nigga stand near | |
| True, inventor of the doubleyou | |
| What choo wanna do, i got the red and the blue | |
| Show me one nigga dedicated to raps | |
| I' ll show you ten niggas dedicated to snaps | |
| Record company death traps settin' decoys | |
| Just to pimp young bboys | |
| With a cup full of yak, studio contact | |
| Maniac with a contract | |
| Well turn up the bass and the motherfuckin' treble | |
| About to do a deal with the devil for my vocal level | |
| Bullshit points, plus he want to rub it in | |
| And take all my publishin', god damn | |
| Do i take it up the rectum | |
| Just to rock the spectrum | |
| Give up a right arm, just to do a form | |
| Hell no, all you motherfukers goan leave this bitch limpin' | |
| No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more No more No more | |
| You ain' t pimpin' me uhn uhh, uhn uhh | |
| I ain' t pimpin' you uhn uhh, uhn uhh | |
| I just wanna be free i just wanna be free | |
| So what we gonna do can i holla at you, holla at you | |
| You ain' t pimpin' me please listen to my demo | |
| I ain' t pimpin' you please listen to my demo | |
| I just wanna be free i just wanna be free | |
| So what we gonna do can i holla at you, holla at you | |
| verse two 2: 01 | |
| I' ma keep it simple, it went from " please listen to my demo" | |
| To " get your ass out my limo" | |
| Stretch presidential | |
| It' s essential cuz the record company will have your ass in a rental | |
| If you let ' em, You have to behead ' em | |
| Contracts you never read ' em | |
| CEO' s you never met ' em | |
| Sent to an atourney, Burnstein and Burney | |
| Nigga that' s his lawyer, ain' t got nothin' for ya | |
| Treat ya like they emloy ya, i' m a warrior | |
| Bite you in the ass like a Georgetown Hoya | |
| When they ignore ya cause, you got to hold your balls | |
| Catch a motherfucker slippin' in bathroom stalls | |
| And then you show ' em that you ain' t a rookie | |
| Let ' em know that you' d rather have, more points than more pussy | |
| Pimp turned bookie | |
| Now how the fuck i get in so much debt | |
| God damn, we just met | |
| Welcome to the rap game | |
| Motherfucker be confused and broke before he know whats happenin' | |
| You can be the star and fuck women | |
| I' ma just play the back and keep winnin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more No more No more | |
| You ain' t pimpin' me please listen to my demo | |
| I ain' t pimpin' you please listen to my demo | |
| I just wanna be free i just wanna be free | |
| So what we gonna do i got to holla at you, holla at you | |
| You ain' t pimpin' me uhn uhh, uhn uhh | |
| I ain' t pimpin' you uhn uhh, uhn uhh | |
| I just wanna be free i just wanna be free | |
| So what we gonna do can i holla at you, holla at you | |
| It went from please listen to my demo | |
| To get your ass out my limo x4 | |
| outro 3: 43 | |
| Mama' s, don' t let your kids grow up to be rappers | |
| Unless you tell them if they gonna get in this buisness | |
| They better learn this buisness | |
| Or they goan get fucked | |
| Simple as that | |
| Simple as that |
| zuò cí : Atkins, Crum, Gray, Harrison ... | |
| Please listen to my demo x8 | |
| A nigga told me, the record company' s the pimp | |
| The artist is the hoe, The stage is the corner | |
| And the audience is the trip, god damn | |
| verse one : 21 | |
| Incredible young nigga, you can' t belive i' m just one nigga | |
| God damn i' ve gotten bigger | |
| Intellect superior, | |
| Walk in a room and make the whole interior, inferior | |
| If you look me in my eyes | |
| You might fuck around and loose control of your mind body and your soul | |
| Grab ahold | |
| Undisputed on the microphone, what choo think | |
| If you wink, i' ll make you ich think | |
| Did you blink, did you ever drink your own brain matter | |
| Shotgun enima, this ain' t no cinema | |
| All praises due to the creator | |
| for this man here, that can' t no nigga stand near | |
| True, inventor of the doubleyou | |
| What choo wanna do, i got the red and the blue | |
| Show me one nigga dedicated to raps | |
| I' ll show you ten niggas dedicated to snaps | |
| Record company death traps settin' decoys | |
| Just to pimp young bboys | |
| With a cup full of yak, studio contact | |
| Maniac with a contract | |
| Well turn up the bass and the motherfuckin' treble | |
| About to do a deal with the devil for my vocal level | |
| Bullshit points, plus he want to rub it in | |
| And take all my publishin', god damn | |
| Do i take it up the rectum | |
| Just to rock the spectrum | |
| Give up a right arm, just to do a form | |
| Hell no, all you motherfukers goan leave this bitch limpin' | |
| No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more No more No more | |
| You ain' t pimpin' me uhn uhh, uhn uhh | |
| I ain' t pimpin' you uhn uhh, uhn uhh | |
| I just wanna be free i just wanna be free | |
| So what we gonna do can i holla at you, holla at you | |
| You ain' t pimpin' me please listen to my demo | |
| I ain' t pimpin' you please listen to my demo | |
| I just wanna be free i just wanna be free | |
| So what we gonna do can i holla at you, holla at you | |
| verse two 2: 01 | |
| I' ma keep it simple, it went from " please listen to my demo" | |
| To " get your ass out my limo" | |
| Stretch presidential | |
| It' s essential cuz the record company will have your ass in a rental | |
| If you let ' em, You have to behead ' em | |
| Contracts you never read ' em | |
| CEO' s you never met ' em | |
| Sent to an atourney, Burnstein and Burney | |
| Nigga that' s his lawyer, ain' t got nothin' for ya | |
| Treat ya like they emloy ya, i' m a warrior | |
| Bite you in the ass like a Georgetown Hoya | |
| When they ignore ya cause, you got to hold your balls | |
| Catch a motherfucker slippin' in bathroom stalls | |
| And then you show ' em that you ain' t a rookie | |
| Let ' em know that you' d rather have, more points than more pussy | |
| Pimp turned bookie | |
| Now how the fuck i get in so much debt | |
| God damn, we just met | |
| Welcome to the rap game | |
| Motherfucker be confused and broke before he know whats happenin' | |
| You can be the star and fuck women | |
| I' ma just play the back and keep winnin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more, record company pimpin' | |
| No more No more No more No more | |
| You ain' t pimpin' me please listen to my demo | |
| I ain' t pimpin' you please listen to my demo | |
| I just wanna be free i just wanna be free | |
| So what we gonna do i got to holla at you, holla at you | |
| You ain' t pimpin' me uhn uhh, uhn uhh | |
| I ain' t pimpin' you uhn uhh, uhn uhh | |
| I just wanna be free i just wanna be free | |
| So what we gonna do can i holla at you, holla at you | |
| It went from please listen to my demo | |
| To get your ass out my limo x4 | |
| outro 3: 43 | |
| Mama' s, don' t let your kids grow up to be rappers | |
| Unless you tell them if they gonna get in this buisness | |
| They better learn this buisness | |
| Or they goan get fucked | |
| Simple as that | |
| Simple as that |