[Ice Cube]

Please listen to my demo {x8}



A nigga told me, the record company's the pimp

The artist is the hoe, The stage is the corner

And the audience is the trip, god damn



(verse one) {:21}

Incredible young nigga, you can't belive i'm just one nigga

God damn i've gotten bigger

Intellect superior,

Walk in a room and make the whole interior, inferior

If you look me in my eyes

You might fuck around and loose control of your mind body and your soul

Grab ahold

Undisputed on the microphone, what choo think

If you wink, i'll make you ich think

Did you blink, did you ever drink your own brain matter

Shotgun enima, this ain't no cinema

All praises due to the creator

--for this man here, that can't no nigga stand near--

True, inventor of the double-you

What choo wanna do, i got the red and the blue

Show me one nigga dedicated to raps

I'll show you ten niggas dedicated to snaps

Record company death traps settin' decoys

Just to pimp young b-boys

With a cup full of yak, studio contact

Maniac with a contract

Well turn up the bass and the motherfuckin' treble

About to do a deal with the devil for my vocal level

Bullshit points, plus he want to rub it in

And take all my publishin', god damn

Do i take it up the rectum

Just to rock the spectrum

Give up a right arm, just to do a form

Hell no, all you motherfukers goan leave this bitch limpin'

No more, record company pimpin'



No more (No more), record company pimpin'

No more (No more), record company pimpin'

No more (No more), record company pimpin'

No more No more No more No more



You ain't pimpin' me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)