Tom MacDonald - Fuck the Industry lyrics

Look at all the rappers
That this game's killed
Record labels making billions
Why can't artists even pay bills?
You get taken advantage of if you take deals
The Devil let you swing
But ain't no angels in that outfield
He give you chains and a bracelet
Maybe a fake grill
He get you paid and you're famous, baby
It ain't real
Couple mil', you think you made it
But the record label take it when you
Overdose on alcohol and pain pills

Gimme a pen and pad, I'm
Gonna get in the lab
I'm gonna kill 'em with tracks
I'mma deliver the facts
Nobody holding me back
The label is tricking the fans


The rappers are industry plants
Everything part of the plan everything fake
Everything marketed so you'll pay

I ain't brain dead, never signed a deal
It don't make sense
Never let a label manipulate
What I've made yet
Invading the industry, independently
I break in
Kill the gatekeepers with a blade
Leave the gate bent universal hollers
Every day I see the same text
But I do not communicate
The message is I'll stay red
Mainstream rappers see the fame
And wanna break bread
My soul is not for sale, I'll never sell out
Tryna pay rent illuminati puppets
Hidden pentagrams and Satan
The industry's infected with the Devil
I won't shake hands
The labels create artists
Claim they're independent made men
They play, pretend for dollars
And some chains, it's a strange flex
Game is full of fake friends
Overrated greatness
Fabricated plays and making payments
To obtain press i don't need an X ray to
See through all of the fakeness
I'm trained to see it live from
Miles away and every snake sheds

Fuck the industry
Claim they wanna help, but they're the enemy
Labels tryna drain you of your energy
Man, fuck the industry
Make a hit, y'all gon' make me rich
Put me in a mansion out in Beverly Hills
Fuck the industry
Think it's cool when you're young and dumb
Sell your soul for number one
Man, fuck the industry
I will never take a deal
Have fun with all the rappers popping pills

Artists really only wanna chase dreams
We're broke for most our
Lives, begging labels, "Please take me"
Most of us will think that getting
Deals is a great thing
Then spend our whole careers
Tryna break free
We start with good intentions
Tryna give fans what they need
The label slowly changes you to mainstream
You're looking in the mirror
Like, "What happened, man? This ain't me"
I guess that I don't see
The things that they see

Gimme a mic and a booth, I'm
Gonna die for the truth
I'm gonna fight for the youth
I'm gonna write what I want
I am not hiding the proof
I'm trying to find every clue
I'm dying to show 'em to you
Nothing to lose
Illuminati symbols are the logos
Major labels use

They're calling me an industry plant
I giggle and laugh
I'm the total opposite of what they want
I'm spitting the facts
I make songs about the honest
Things you whisper to fam
I've exposed the government
They wanna kill me for that
I've put the pedophile sex
Cults on infinite blast
Leaked the industry secrets
And I did it with rap
How dare you try to say that
My intentions are an act
That my vision is a pillar
Of their intricate plan?
No one managed my decisions and
The pending gold plaques
No, you won't see my
Initials on official contracts
Independent till the deathbed as
A bitter old man
Middle fingers, I'm a missile warner
Can't hold back
Tryna fit Hollywood's history
And criminal past
And to attract and get it mixed and
Give the disc to my fans
I park outside a label with
A brick in my hand splinter the glass
Pour gassing through the window and laugh

Fuck the industry
Claim they wanna help, but they're the enemy
Labels tryna drain you of your energy
Man, fuck the industry
Make a hit, y'all gon' make me rich
Put me in a mansion out in Beverly Hills
Fuck the industry
Think it's cool when you're young and dumb
Sell your soul for number one
Man, fuck the industry
I will never take a deal
Have fun with all the rappers popping pills

Fuck the industry
Claim they wanna help, but they're the enemy
Labels tryna drain you of your energy
Man, fuck the industry
Make a hit, y'all gon' make me rich
Put me in a mansion out in Beverly Hills
Fuck the industry
Think it's cool when you're young and dumb
Sell your soul for number one
Man, fuck the industry
I will never take a deal
Have fun with all the rappers popping pills