This song was a great release of frustration for me, as the independent grind has been kicking my ass!!! I knew the road I chose would be tough, and I understand there are plenty of other indie artists going through the same struggles as me. This song is an anthem for artists (or anyone) who strive to keep control of themselves and their work and stand up to systemic oppression.
Lyrics
Owning all my masters
I ain't tryna split it
I need full control, any way you try to spin it
You can't even drop no concept album, just singles
I ain't even tryna sign no record deal, or even mingle
When you gon' admit that you sick
Of this fast food shit
They be calling "music"?
I be waiting
They gon' try to say a nigga hating, but I'm not
I'm just calling out whoever say they 'bout a knot
Aye Aye, if the system had a neck, I'd wring it
I'm The Rock when it come down to them racks, Just Bring It
Nigga stop tryna front with all them acts, be different
Ain't no wonder why you let them labels fuck you out yo vision
Aye Aye, if the system had a neck, I'd wring it
I'm The Rock when it come down to them racks, Just Bring It
Nigga stop tryna front with all them acts, be different
Ain't no wonder why you let them labels fuck you out yo vision
I don't know no nigga want it bad as me and that's the problem
I ain't even try to sign unless I absolutely gotta
It's a Flu World Order, "Kill The System", that's the model
"Dead Fourever Never Settle For No Lesser" that's the motto
Imma drop, drop, drop, drop consecutive
If you really cutthroat, bitch, stab the executive
Eat the rich, rip out they organs, and sell the shit
Before you move that bitch, dress it up, embellish it
And if you really do it, thank you for your service
I ain't tell you shit
If they take me off of (redacted)
Then nigga I can tell you snitched
Come with me we finna kill the industry on our rebel shit
What you gon' do with them masters when you get 'em, tell me bitch
Hoe, get up off yo ass, stand for something, since you so cut
Worried 'bout what other niggas say, bitch so what?
Yeah, independent side of this shit, Imma post up
Backend bag gon' be worth it, we gon' go nuts
Owning all my masters
I ain't tryna split it
I need full control, any way you try to spin it
You can't even drop no concept album, just singles
I ain't even tryna sign no record deal, or even mingle
When you gon' admit that you sick
Of this fast food shit
They be calling "music"?
I be waiting
They gon' try to say a nigga hating, but I'm not
I'm just calling out whoever say they 'bout a knot
Aye Aye, if the system had a neck, I'd wring it
I'm The Rock when it come down to them racks, Just Bring It
Nigga stop tryna front with all them acts, be different
Ain't no wonder why you let them labels fuck you out yo vision
Aye Aye, if the system had a neck, I'd wring it
I'm The Rock when it come down to them racks, Just Bring It
Nigga stop tryna front with all them acts, be different
Ain't no wonder why you let them labels fuck you out yo vision
(C-C-Cult Shit, You Stupid Bitch)