Tru Judah - The mainstream

Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Don't you know they ain't down with the team
Give Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Don't you know they ain't down with the team

It seems like nowadays spitting wack cliches done became a ritual
I quit spitting mine for money nigga and got spiritual it pays more
You're just a whore for your label sit down
To divide the pie its fifty people at the table
Your life is unstable but still you flex
You text write off ass nigga cash a couple checks
And then you out the doe with no doe hella salty mad talking bout
They took that watch back they bought me
And its a shame you brag and boast about your game
But the truth is mayne yo ass don't know a damn thang
They don't want truth these cracker jacks want flash
And a gay little coon to shake his ass for some cash
While yo ass brag about what kind of car you driving
Flashing all them diamonds we barely surviving
What good is gold if your people ain't free
You done forgot where you from now
That you're living lavishly and its sad my nigga

Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Don't you know they ain't down with the team
Give Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Don't you know they ain't down with the team

I understand the hustle homie get it how you live
Just make sure what you cooking up is dope not swiv
Make sure that you show the youngins hope and how to live
For every dollar you flex that five you gotta give
Take it back to the hood build a couple businesses
Pay a couple lawyers reduce a couple sentences
When you score a trophy don't brag cause you bought it
Pull up on them young boys and show them how you got it
But nope you'd rather be a gay dope fiend
Gangster with a purse riding around looking so mean
And sip lean boast to the people that made you
Boy that sky gon crack and ain't nothing can save you
Please believe they made you and they will destroy you
Its a whole different tax when that devil employ you
Its a whole new rich without diamonds and gucci
You a whole new man when you ain't ran by coochie

Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Don't you know they ain't down with the team
Give Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Don't you know they ain't down with the team

Written by:
Michael Marlow II

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