Let me tell you a little story about the slave master.
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Use a whip on your ass so you behave faster.
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You got chains on your neck, and the Man's respect.
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You'll work all damn day, but you will never see a check
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In the field. Cotton you yield. Your skin peels off your back
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From the crack of the whip. It won't heal.
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Ya wish you had a shield 'cause he wields iron,
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So when you act up, he smokes ya and keeps firing.
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And it's tiring.
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Forget about recreation.
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One wrong move and it's death you're facing.
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White motha fuckaz got the ball and chain
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On your leg, and in the form of religion on your brain.
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They say, "You the devil."
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You say, "Who the devil?!?!"
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Some of us was house niggers. Some of us was rebels.
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Some tried to get along the best they could.
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And didn't nobody use the phrase, "It's all good!"
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Would you? They got you living like a shrew.
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They throw you pig lips and chicken gizzards. Then you make a stew.
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They give us a white Jesus to appease us.
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We talk among ourselves and hope nobody sees us.
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They had our brothers beating us. Called us createns plus monkeys.
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They just junkies mistreating us.
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The master said, "If you don't whip 'em, you're dead!"
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It was fucking with his head, but he beat us instead.
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And we bled.
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Red blood flowing like a flood.
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Then he'd rape your mother. Stick her face in the mud.
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They were ruthless! If you tried to front, you'd be toothless.
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Some tried to run even though it seemed useless.
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Virginity was torn. Soon babies was born that was half white.
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And now his skin is kind of light.
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You think you're special, because they let you
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Oversee the carnage? But I bet you
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Will get hung, even if you stick out your tounge.
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'Cause they pull out the shank and stick it right through you're lung.
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Now it's 96 and white people say, "Forget it.
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It's all in the past." And some even regret it.
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'Cause they think we'll set it.
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Now my missions to get federal
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So I can raise a black family with a true devils
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And you know how that goes.
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(Chorus 2x)
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The slave master watching over you,
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Always trying to tell you what the fuck to do!
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The slave master watching over you,
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But ain't nothing gonna stop me and my crew!
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This is for you kids trying to get signed.
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Just a little something you should keep in mind:
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The labels are slave masters. Artists are slaves.
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Don't get too raunchy. They want you to behave.
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You get signed. You're thinking, "This is great!"
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But wait You never knew what was at stake.
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Creative control they withold.
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You sell your soul when you sign on the dotted line hoping to go gold.
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But you'll never see that, not without promotion.
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The label'll just throw your shit out, and got it floatin'.
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You think your shit is potent, but ain't nobody buying it.
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If they ain't never heard of it, ain't nobody trying it.
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If they ain't never heard of it 'your record' they murder it.
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You can complain. But they are not concerned a bit.
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'Cause when they signed you, they thought you'd make a hit
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'cause of who you were affiliated with, and all that bullshit.
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Frustrations. All these rules and regulations
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Just so you can have your shit heard by the nation.
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And be patient.
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'Cause by the time they find a lead release, your shit is ancient.
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You think they're working your album? You're mistaken.
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And if you flop, you get dropped.
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'Cause you ain't the star. You didn't go pop.
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Just straight up hip-hop. Time to get a mop.
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'Cause without no promotion, of course sales drop.
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Peep the break down: If tapes cost ($)10,
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You'll probaably only get to see a dollar in the end,
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That you cannot spend. Cause your budget gets recouped.
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So you never get cash unless your record is "Shoop."
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You better hope you get shows, which will not happen
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If you don't have a record that's the main attraction.
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Even if you sell a million, you'll get burned
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Cause they keep half your cash just in case of returns.
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For a while, you wonder why rappers don't smile.
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'cause to them, you're not an artist. You're just another file.
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Another nigger us |