Madchild, Jynx inc - The Music Illumindustry lyrics

It’s you against the world with
A state of low complex
Picture my self on stage with a camera
Phone on set
Paying homage to every dog who’s
High in the sky
Seeing green, the price voucher
Dollar signs for me eyes been out of shape
That’s Rick Ross taking a number two
Strip the culture leaving Hip-Hop
Naked covered in bruises
Brainwashing us with MKUltra Shampoo
Speaking truth is getting fired from Fox News
Racial profile to keep private
Prisons occupied better
You shaking when taking shots
Dropping clips like Jive Records
Even behind closed doors it’ll leave the
Images hidden in plain sight
This horror currency
The sonic whispers of propaganda
As above as below
We sacrifice the music to the blood of a goal
Rip out the tongue he speaks in
And hand them these horns
Powered like Kanye between pillars sword

Worst fear when I’m lying in my deathbed
Knowing this is something that I
Could’ve been the best at
Doesn’t matter if you guys don’t get it
What matters is that I do
And where this is headed

I just need some time alone (please)
I just need some time at home
You got your life
I’m just trying to find my own (yeah)
I just need some time alone

To truly feel terrible inside is an emotion
Feel like I’m chained to the
Bottom of the ocean
Feeling drained as a product of devotion
The people that I feel I
Owe I’m too close with i am lonely at times
What I really need most is
The loneliest of times
Tired of your opinions
Knowing what’s best for me
Deep inside already know the best recipe
Keep in mind you are not in my shoes
You don’t understand the concept of
Art and the moods that it takes to create
And demonstrate greatness
The focus that it takes
You just debate statements
That I make and you role your eyes
There is only so much that I can hold inside
The role that you play is a lead in my life
But right now I don’t
Fucking need your advice

Worst fear when I’m lying in my deathbed
Knowing this is something that I
Could’ve been the best at
Doesn’t matter if you guys don’t get it
What matters is that I do
And where this is headed

I just need some time alone (please)
I just need some time at home
You got your life
I’m just trying to find my own (yeah)
I just need some time alone

They come and shake your hand and
Say that you’re the man
They make you sign a contract and
Give you a hundred grand
They say that they’ll promote you and
Now you’ll be a star
You’re suck for succeeding son
Your family will probably starve
The sixteen grand to spend on each CD
The six hundred and sixty
Six to spend personally
Five beats, features
Cover art and merchandise
But what about promoting
Oh you figured that you’re covered right?
Actually, due to stipulations
All they had to do was tell a couple contacts
Maybe make a Facebook page
For there another contact
Mean while still gotta move all these unit's
‘Cause you’re still liable for
The sign-on bonus
Now everything’s become in hell to
You’ll probably wind up living in a shelter
But, if you’re lucky they’ll bring
Your messes to an altar

Worst fear when I’m lying in my deathbed
Knowing this is something that I
Could’ve been the best at
Doesn’t matter if you guys don’t get it
What matters is that I do
And where this is headed

I just need some time alone (please)
I just need some time at home
You got your life
I’m just trying to find my own (yeah)
I just need some time alone

I appreciate everything you’ve done for me
I mean Everything you’ve done for me
I love you
But I need to follow my own heart right now
I know it’s best for me
I need to write, I need to record
I need to be by myself
I need to become the best
Artist I can be again
I’m getting pulled in too many directions
It ain’t like riding a bike, dawg
You don’t just get back on and be the
Fucking sharpest fiercest fucking
Motherfucker out there it takes time
It takes practice