Upchurch - Past The Industry lyrics

Hey drop this arrii

Pass the hooks and pass the bars and
Pass the money and pass the stars
Most rappers got it made when I
Got so many battle scars (Battle scars)
And I got stacks of bills to pay
My brain feels like a live grenade
And all these haters wanna hate
But I'm seein' straight through the
Fake and when these people
Hear my music you should see their damn face
Yeah, because I'm tearin' up the place and
I'm not on the paper chase
It's my hobby, so come and kick it with me

In the studio not allowed
But these groupie hoes
Just ill minds and cold clothes
Spit so much that I think I need a row boat
And who knows


I get kudos for sick verses in the Dojo
My Dojo's the studio
No swaggy jacket my mojo
No flip flops, no Polo's
Just Converse and saggy jeans
Funny, people wanna jump in
This rappin' scene
But hey ain't even real as half of me
They actin' b and that's a fact it's here
I'm behind the scenes of this mainstream
All I see is money, cars, and flashy things
No heart, no soul, no strive for things
Except ridin' fame, it's a damn shame
A lot of rappers really ain't
What they really wanna claim
And I ain't gonna lie, I'm as broke as a joke
One brain, but I ain't got two chains
I got a mind of my own
But my mind's been blown
Take a lyricist to my very own dub zone
And hold up
Turn the beat up and hand me that microphone

Pass the hooks and pass the bars and
Pass the money and pass the stars
Most rappers got it made when I
Got so many battle scars (Battle scars)
And I got stacks of bills to pay
My brain feels like a live grenade
And all these haters wanna hate
But I'm seein' straight through the
Fake and when these people
Hear my music you should see their damn face
Yeah, because I'm tearin' up the place and
I'm not on the paper chase
It's my hobby, so come and kick it with me

Yeah, turn me up to the maximum
Wait 'til my grip get's traction son
Get loose like a juice on me
Emcees wishin' I come along and drip it some
Yeah, me is my persona hotter
Than a lava sauna
Drop the Prada Mrs carter 'cause
I'm stressin' for a dollar
Illy-Killy on the track, yeah that's me
Itty bitty white kid from Kingston Springs
Got too many tattoos on me
My body is a art artistically
Everybody in my city feelin' me
Beast mode like daddy, i'ma grizzly
I'm the white guy from the sidelines when
My flow is goin' so MVP all the emcees
They gonna envy me when I'm at my peak on MTV
Got stalkers at my house at night by the
Light they tryna catch a peek at me
But nah, realistically the industry is creepy
See that's why I stay away from
Rappers ain't doin' shit originally

Pass the hooks and pass the bars and
Pass the money and pass the stars
Most rappers got it made when I
Got so many battle scars (Battle scars)
And I got stacks of bills to pay
My brain feels like a live grenade
And all these haters wanna hate
But I'm seein' straight through the
Fake and when these people
Hear my music you should see their damn face
Yeah, because I'm tearin' up the place and
I'm not on the paper chase
It's my hobby, so come and kick it with me
Pass the hooks and pass the bars and
Pass the money and pass the stars
Most rappers got it made when I
Got so many battle scars (Battle scars)
And I got stacks of bills to pay
My brain feels like a live grenade
And all these haters wanna hate
But I'm seein' straight through the
Fake and when these people
Hear my music you should see their damn face
Yeah, because I'm tearin' up the place and
I'm not on the paper chase
It's my hobby, so come and kick it with me

Yeah, I don't do this because I really think
I'm gonna be on MTV or VH1
It's just somethin' I picked up, ya know?
And if you're good with somethin' go with it
Who cares what people think?
Who cares if they tryna shoot you down?
Even though you like doin' it
Don't stop just 'cause of what somebody says
'Cause that'll fuck you up arrii