Diabolic - Dissing The Industry lyrics

Yeah, uh huh
I double XL and won't read The Source
I'd rather leave 'Zino in pieces
Like a Jesus cross
Plain and simple dawg, you're weak and soft
Like Lance 'Un' Rivera filling police reports
Since Quest told me Rhymefest
Where "Jesus Walks"
Kanye believed I could make demons talk
Your opinion about me, better keep it short
If I wanted to know what you think
I'd read your thoughts
I'll place you next to Angela's debut
A biter who sound more like Jay than Jay do
I hate this rap shit, but manage to stay true
In a game where cash rules
And biting's okay too
Remy Martin's a joke, yeah I just said it
Quoting Jigga so much
He should get writer's credit
At the same time, Jay shines, and takes lines
If Frank White's the only one you bite
I say fine he's bigging up his brother
But now he quotes like

Big's dead anyways, might as well ghostwrite
And that's the reason I got cats believing
Ma$e should quit rap and go back to preaching
After leaving he'd been gone for years
But sounds the same like every
Ja Rule song I hear
Eminem hailed Mary since 'Pac wrote it
Acting hard, pulling a gun that's not loaded
So don't bother to ask where the mic is at
Cause Ras Kass will get his license
Back before you nice in rap
Lil' Flip's just marketing
And strategy babble only freestyle champ who
Never actually battled
I know how your manager put
You in the mixture
Had you hold a fake trophy
And took a few pictures
Then Jin got a deal, with no kids to feed
Ruff Ryders signed a bigger bitch than Eve
"Learn Chinese, " I'd rather listen to Shells
While his album ain't drop and
He sit's on the shelf
Living in hell, seeking fame and stardom
Nah, you from 91st Street, claiming Harlem
Jae Millz stay real, but fake in the street
Scram must be pissed that he wasted his beat
If your jewelry was real I'd
Be snatching it off
Too bad you bought it out
The back of The Source

But luckily I'm +Making a Band+ cheapskate
Like shut the fuck up
And get Puffy's cheesecake
Dylon go making some bold statements
'til I punch his whole face in, and probation
Ness talking tough, he playing his own role
When Bird chest Frederick had him
In a choke hold
Fabolous'll choke slow from the stampede
So when he "Holla Back
" young'n can't breathe
Puff's plan B, Lost Ma$e, got Loon
The next artist Bad Boy's gonna drop soon
How you like it? I stick ya baby ma's woom
Pop shrooms in disguise like costumes
I do respect Dead Prez, top to bottom
But killing some white people
Won't solve the problem
Watching Peedi Crakk
Y'all don't need me to say
He sound like Louisville from OGC
Andre 3000 yo' shit's confusing
Only thing Caroline's good
For is Distribution

Quick conclusion, hear what I'm saying
I hope you crash in a ditch yo
I'm not playing
Erykah Badu's the Yoko Ono of this rap shit
Makes a good musician turn into a faggot
Canibus was left battling for food stamps
Rap ain't work
So he's hiding out in boot camp
New plan, lose fans, smoke a few grams
Diss Slim and start a group
With that dude Stan
Young Buck and Lloyd Banks
Would have no sales
If they ain't suck dick and
Ride 50's coat tails
Mos Def don't rep like rapping for years
Two words, quit rap
Stick to your actin career
I'm laughing at queers like
J-Kwon so I strictly
Run his pockets while he in
The club getting "Tipsy"
Slap Nelly quickly, 'til his nose break
He'll need a Bandage big enough
To cover his whole face
I don't hate, this is what the industry wants
Diabolic's attempt at a publicity stunt
But this is my opinion
So I'm speaking the truth
Naming names when you see me in the booth
And if I ain't mention you
Chumps in what I drop
Either I like your music
Or you suck and I forgot'!
Question, are we playing the same game?
Y'all beat around the bush, 'Bolic name names
I just did my own thing and tried to maintain
'til I realized everything you say's lame
Who am I? Diabolic, Foul Play bitch
Who am I? The only one who
Ain't scared to say shit
Who am I? The only one
Who could get away with
Making fun of these clowns and
The garbage they spit Back