Canibus - Industry Lifestyle lyrics

Yo nominated for being underrated
We made a name for ourselves but I guess
Common was the only one that made it
I clapped when he won his award
Him and Black Eyed Peas and them
We was on the same tour
And DMX too, you my dog for life i feel you
I want to see you get yours tonight
Mos Def you on the screen now
Following your dreams now
Me, you and Spike Lee used
To sit and freestyle
I said two words, they both got bleeped out
If you ever need me again just reach out
I got poses that belong on posters
Pour out all my emotions and
Double what the gross is
Everybody in the box-office know
The flow sick i want to thank Nottz the
Producer that chose ‘Bis mother-fuckers!

I want to thank my mother
(I want to thank everybody
For coming through and)
I want to thank my brother
(Supporting the film ‘Cause all
The support was very)
My grandmother, my father
(Important from the beginning I got fans and
You know)
The Father above, the most powerful
(What I mean, cult members that never let me)
You know, I'm just inebriated to be here
(Down from day one i want to thank you all)

Yo i don't want to bite nobody's throat
I just want to smoke yo, pass the ‘dro nigga

Yo i can't believe I'm sitting with Don
Cheadle, Denzel and Russell Crowe, man
Dave Chappelle, yo
I really like the show man
Ice Cube, yo, we in the next row man
D-12, me and them struck a pose man
With Slim Shady, yo, this must be an omen
I think I'm about to go platinum
I'm explodin'
I'm a fool, man what am I supposed to do
Man? Red and Meth, ‘How High' part two, man
Bokeem Woodbine bump me in his
Hood all the time
I want to say, ‘Peace, I'm a fan of yours bro
I seen Hov on 100 Forbo
At the Cannes Film Festival with Sofia Copp
(ola) and Scarlett Johansson
She was with her man-friend
‘Lost in Translation', number one smash hit
(Canibus) yo
I'm in the game now i ran eight miles
I ain't the same old nigga
With the same style
The lifestyle of Germaine is my brainchild
Germaine is really like the black John Wayne
Or James Caan negotiating some
Rhymes for the don
I ain't seen my niggas in so long
We did a short film, ‘4, 3, 2, 1'
It was hot back then when it was new, but
I did this other film ‘Gone ‘Til November'
Me and Wyclef was in the trenches together
I did a big movie with him
He put me on soundtracks
Back then I didn't understand
The music business
Every agent found it hard to find me
In the back woods of Holly
Rehearsing my hobby
Shout out to R-O-C and State Property
I was inside the beast, shout out to DMP
Peace!

Yeah killah Ki, Shot, Black-N-Deckah
My nigga Star, nottz yeah, stick ‘em what
Yeah, just sic ‘em throw shots
Spread out your face like Botox!