Verbal Intercourse Part 2 - eLZhi

Yeah

This goes out to everybody that’s trying to get on

Think they gonna get rich

Take notes, yo

Through the lights, camera and action

Glamour, glitters and gold

Here’s a warning to anybody that considers this road

Of riches, filled with jewelry, cars, and thirsty bitches

Crooked contracts, the close friends who switches

Up on you when things go sour

Around y’all

It’s called a downfall cause it brings more showers

But don’t forget the rain in the spring grows flowers

That causes you to rise where a king shows power

And it’s not easy

You got a measly one shot

To be hot up in the game

But over time it got sleazy

Major labels wanna judge you off your last record

Then design something you can sign, to fuck your ass naked

That can turn your 15 minutes into last seconds

Take it from somebody with a past checkered as mine

I was in a group around '99

But rappin' since eight, thought it was great

To be finally signed

But little did I know I made a huge mistake

I found out the label and the manager was fake

And the person that betrayed me the most was my partner

Though all three would be the reason for my departure

I’m thinking to myself

«How you let them out smart ya?»

Nobody warned me like I’m warning you

Happy, aren’t ya?

But I’mma show’em

That it was nice to know’em

Or maybe I should ho 'em

And throw them in the poem

Cause they think that I’m below them

Just wait until my shit drop

Cause I got a drive that don’t slow down for pit stops

And this one goes to my aspiring artists

With the fire in their eyes

To reach higher and farthest in the skies

May every move you make be wise

And may every mistake

You can take and reprise

You only get one shot

It’s not like you get three tries

To rise like G5s

And I’m out…

Yeah

This is how it goes, yo

Read between the lines

Make sure your paperwork’s straight, get your attorneys

You don’t wanna be like me yo

Sign a bullshit contract

Fuck that

Get your own

For all my aspiring artists out there