Verse 1
are you f*** ing kidding me? you had enough you sick of me?
cause i don't think you undestand what i been through i'm stuck infinity
my grandma told me love your enemy, they wanna snuff me rid of me
acid cups i'm busting out its nothing what i spits acidity
i'm talking bout the industry, i'm walking out its killing me
i want to profit too so i'm stocking up artillery
cause i'm going to bomb the nearest label, if i'm weary i'm able
put the gear on the table appearances you're fearing a fable
in a buttoned up suit, hes just a recruit you hear him making a lie
promising you money fame and the women as he straightens his tie
and I aint with it i'd rather fake it and die.
Hook
you ain't ever going to be the end of me
cause you are, my enemy, so, f*** the industry
f*** the industry
i've never given a f***
look at me my middle finger is up
i've never given a f***
look at me my middle finger is up
Verse 2
there ain't no settling for second,
hot like kettle and i'm repping
you can tell i'm in hell
sell my soul to the devil i'm guessing
just to make a quick buck, i'd rather take it and hush
i'm stealing from the devils angels by making her blush
I can never picture me on the news, the industry never listens
its just the business they do
you think what they missing is you? they don't give a sh** what chu do
and now you mad but you know you only getting pissed at the truth
Wrong! i was born to excel performing storms up in hell
this is a recording for the day i've informed you i've failed
lying morbid you'll tell i tried to defend whats to get me
if i ever leave i promise to take one listener with me
Hook
you ain't ever going to be the end of me
cause you are, my enemy, so, f*** the industry
f*** the industry
i've never given a f***
look at me my middle finger is up
i've never given a f***
look at me my middle finger is up
