Konshens TheMC - Kill-Industry [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1:

Today's agenda, grab the suitcase up out the sentra, step to the front door they wouldn't let me enter/ go against the grain like spinters, hence the reason, Im on the outside looking into/ slipped in via crack and Ill assassin everything I find wack and not asking, no questions/ Naw/ Just freestyle his brain on the wall God bless him/ one down moving on to the next one, to the elevator top floor I press it/ step off then line up the exec's and blindfold them all and ask them a few questions like/ whatever happened to artist development? commercial ass gimmicks making hip hop irrelevant/ one started to speak, cock back shoot and I ain't leaving til I get the truth of the industry

Hook

Put the money in the bag, lay your ass on the floor, I Declare, we the people won't take it no more/ Got my mind made up and Im ready for war, If I dont know nothing else I know one thing for sure/ I am on a mission Kill-Industry, I am on a mission Kill-Industry, Im at your door and I will not knock, put you in a cross hair before I lick off a shot

Verse 2:

Now, room silent building surrounded with police, Im pissed blood filled with adrenaline/ screaming to the top of my lungs "who let these gimmicks in?"/ One ask "Can I speak", go head and so he begins/ Konshens, its all about the game plan in this dirty business its all about the pay man/ they dont last a week, drain em for a day man, then grab another one, we do this here for play man/ they might sell a soul, just for the fame and do a couple songs make a reference to rain man/ ain't what it seems foreal its a maze and/ if they complain its back to them broke days and/ Stop right there, so basically you play em, make a couple bucks and all for your amazement/ open your mouth, here's a barrel to taste, close your eyes while I rearrange the face of the industry

Hook

Put the money in the bag, lay your ass on the floor, I Declare, we the people won't take it no more/ Got my mind made up and Im ready for war, If I dont know nothing else I know one thing for sure/ I am on a mission Kill-Industry, I am on a mission Kill-Industry, Im at your door and I will not knock, put you in a cross hair before I lick off a shot

Verse 3:

I heard full breech so that means they're coming and Im so equipped for this moment Im gunning/ but before I put yall to rest tell me something, why y'all think Im here no warning no nothing/ A planned coming I set it up for weeks, heard my song bout real life, didn't want me to speak/ from that moment, knew yall preyed on the weak/ so I retaliated for them including me/ heavy metal and plenty rounds of ammo, first blood call me lyrical Rambo/ steady spitter and the gun won't jam though and Im laying everything down in my path slow/ I stand out on the field, I keep a Rudy flow, I always peep the strange Im on my duty though, something strange that I think you should know, this was all a dream, I fell asleep in the studio.... damn.....