Verse 1 - E Luv
You know what, I gotta say fu-- (DJ VoiceCrack and E Luv) Def Mute
If them punk motherfu--ers try to fu-- with my loot
Ain't goin' out with a platinum hit
And ain't got shi- to show for it
Mutehead start coming with that bullshi-
I promise you, Mutehead gon' be missing
Fu-- an Executive Producer
Bitc- as- nigga - you fu--in' loser
Talkin' that hypnotic shi- about makin' me a star
Betcha you didn't think this shi- would go this far
Thought I'd fall into that trap of fame
Fu-- fame, I'm tryin' to get paid
I gotta put that food on my plate
The plate gotta go on the table
I'm gon' eat with or without this fu--in' label
These games you playin' is fatal
To you
It's Mortal Kombat - your fatality comes when you fu-- with the Crew
Tryin' to drive a wedge between me and them too
All because I saw through
Them percentages in the books all them gaps in the ranges
And I equate that to all the homes that got our music bangin'
It just ain't addin' up
Man, what the fu--?

These punk as- labels done fu--ed the whole game up
From the majors to the indies - you all fu--in' suck
I luv this rap music, I keep makin' it cause niggaz choose it
But these shady motherfu--ers figured out a way to use it
To abuse it with that bullshi- Enron micro-economics
I thought we was all supposed to be brothers
Tryin' to make a come up - together fu-- you motherfu--ers
You better keep them glocks under your fu--in covers
Finally I see how it is - get some protection for your loved ones
I gotta stamp this evil out at the source - startin' with the he--spawn
And yes it's that deep
Cause you fu--ed with my money
And if I can't figure out how I'm gonna eat
Then why fu-- should you be able to sleep?
When you ripped me off
Why now? - This dynasty was fu--in' blowin up
Too bad, fu-- it this shi- needs to stop
But I'ma start with you
And fu-- the other three in the Mac-X Crew
For continuin' to follow this got da-n fool

I can't believe it's even come to this
I'm sittin' here, man I'm so fu--in' pissed
Greed done finally caught up to the M-XC
So much for making the music industry as my living
Well I didn't know you fu--ers before this shi-
So it's like this - ashes to ashes
Dust to dust - they done done in - fu-- 'em
On to the next - one monkey don't stop no show
But I count four that need to hit the do'
Before I trip and up and kill these fu--in' hoes
Once again so called friends become foes
E Luv going solo
From this moment forward
I shoulda been all up in them books like a worm
He made this, he made that
VoiceCrack got the bonus - man I ain't made jack
Shoulda woulda coulda - gotta let the past be the past
I knew this shi- was just too good to last
So I'm sayin' it now - G, Solow, Mutehead kiss my as-
I can try to get some closure and try to stick out with the clique
Cause, VoiceCrack, I been knowin' you too long to let it just end like this


Verse 2 - E Luv
Now what if it had really happened like that
But it has - and many times in the past
I think of the type of music that I would be able to play
If some of the bullshi- didn't exist and cease the hay day
There I go reminiscin'
Upon a time reminiscent
Of when all I cared about was listenin'
To what a ghetto poet had written
At the expense of us
The higher ups are gettin' the majority of the cut
Man people wonder why we continue fu--in' up
This whole industry's fu--ed
Cause nobody gives one
What? (DJ VoiceCrack)
Fu-- about nuttin'
Somebody at the top need only push button
And your motherfu--in' career is done
Ignorance is not a defense against the law in any state in this union
We should have known better
But you know how we all don't stick together
Fu-- the man, the man ain't shi- I kill that bitc- with my gun
Realize the industry's plan, however ain't shi- if we got unification

Starts with loyalty
And with my creativity
We will see the longevity of my individuality
The masterpiece as I stand on my own
But I'm not alone
Solow, G, and VoiceCrack got my back
We been friends ever since before this rap
Yeah we were lucky
Cause we were made men - before this shi-
So this is mostly a hobby
Icing on the cake
And even if it wasn't - my fate
Is not to be raped by these fakes
That be goadin' artists in with eye contact and handshakes
Just sign your life away
Wind up owin' them bitc-es by the end of the day
Read that fine print
I can't stand contract lawyers but get one to account for every cent
Nigga that shi- is real, they laughin' at us
Sure we got some cars, houses, a plane, and a tour bus
But what the fu-- that nigga that wrote that check got though?
And for what work?
Nigga fu-- him or her
I own the distribution channel and my own equipment
Now let's talk about payin' some rent

Too many hands in the pot
But you fu--ers been caught
Def Mute Records streamlined that shi-
I know them motherfu--ers ticked
Didn't think we'd ask the next question
And question your intention
For our upward mobility
Nigga I'm sales - it's all about the gross profitability
Def Mute Records together for 10 years
10th anniversary for me and my peers
How many labels - let alone artists can say that
And I'm talking every form of music - not just rap
90% of what they tell you is what you want to hear
The other 10% is just crap
So for that, I kept my strap
Just in case I gotta go back
To the old ways, now what you think about that?
The rest of the Mac-X Crew feels the same
Cause it ain't no thang to bang
In order to claim what is rightfully mine
These execs out here committin' crimes - they should all die
I put that on my Executive Producer's life that's why