Fucked... Lyrics - Souls Of Mischief

[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 

'cause 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 'cause 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]