Half Empty - CES Cru

I don’t listen to this industry stuff

Simple and plain son the industry sucks

You sign a record deal with some industry schluck

They gettin' chased through the club by the industry ducks

You mighta, you mighta made a couple industry bucks

But the money is dirty, the industry’s corrupt

Fuck well, put the industry in a nutshell

Industry’s whack, nah industry’s what sells

And people sayin' that the industry gon' die please

Bootleg sellin' in the street for five beans

3 for 10, the industry defeat

No CD price’ll peak, the industry competes

Even the people in the industry speak

On how the industry is weak, industry beefs

Incomplete, industry leaks, the industry broke

The industry without hope, the industry’s about coke

Yo

And they ain’t givin' me hope, they should speak about soul

It should be about flow, industry magazines you can read about clothes

Industry’s a machine, really be about though

Is the glass half empty or the glass half full

The glass half empty or the glass half full

The glass half empty or the glass half full

The glass half empty or the glass half full

Or how so

So foul, industry’s style’s old

Tryin' to beat Balboa, you been eatin' calzones

And if ya, if ya didn’t certainly now know

When ya step in my dojo ya best bow low

Mid west style bro, we’re over looked the longest

My book’s been overcooked so my hook is the strongest

You couldn’t call it, both eyes just lookin' on it

Well put it on shit, believe me you wouldn’t want it

At time my method of rhyme is digression

Distressin' life in the clutches of my precious

Industry raps are ignorant, act vicious

What you cookin' in the kitchen is crack

And crack attention, industry flow cloaked in coke

They tell a tale how they sold they «O»

They noses grow, well televised

Pinocchio could never tell a lie

The industry’ll sell a lie to ya but never tell ya why

And they ain’t givin' me hope, they should speak about soul

It should be about flow, industry magazines you can read about clothes

Industry’s a machine, really be about though

Is the glass half empty or the glass half full

The glass half empty or the glass half full

The glass half empty or the glass half full

The glass half empty or the glass half full

I said a kilogram is a thousand grams

Just don’t bring that evil shit around my family

Understand, can’t stand me, fine and dandy

You wanna waste your life on white Guam move to Miami

And if you’re in the neighborhood don’t holler it rains

I’mma tell 'em not to give your ass a dollar in change

Then packs are like Pac-man, they gobble your brain

Change the way you look at life until your logic is stained

Or object, findin' someone to buy it, I say that it’s all logic

As long as it’s nobody that’s in my clique, you got it

Now holler olly oxen free if the only color you could ever cop was green

Now that’s what’s up, cocoa break your pockets clean

Havin' choppin' more chips than a slot machine

Yo I never mind it when the dealer clock my scene

Till I figured out he filled my fuckin' block with fiends

Ya naw’meen

And they ain’t givin' me hope, they should speak about soul

It should be about flow, industry magazines you can read about clothes

Industry’s a machine, really be about though

Is the glass half empty or the glass half full

The glass half empty or the glass half full

The glass half empty or the glass half full

The glass half empty or the glass half full