Immortal Technique - The Message And The Money Lyrics
[Immortal Technique]Before we go any further..I would like to send a message to all the underground mc's out there, working hardThe time has come to realize you networked in a marketand stop being a *****ing commodityAnd if you didn't understand what I've just said then you already waiting to get *****edFor example; a lot of these promoters are doing showcasesthrowing events, and not even paying the workhorsesThey trying get us to rock for the love of hiphop or rock for the exposureNow look man, I don't mind doing a guest spot for my peepsOr, or, or doing a benefit show, but don't lie to me *****Coz I find out I'm paying your lightbill, I'm *****ing you up niggaBesides, you ain't doing this for the love, you ain't doing it for the exposureyou charging up to 10$ at the door, and you ain't tryin to give me shit??So wait a minute... you want me to go shopping, cook the food, and put it in front of youbut you won't let me sit down and eat with you? The ***** is that?Niggaz need to start playing their position, man. Just coz you throw a partya hosting event or an open mic or a showcase, or a battlethat don't make you important at allWithout me and everybody like me out thereyou ain't nutting but a good idea, mother*****erSo stay in your placeAnd to all these *****ass saronayas who are too lazy to come up with a way to sell records..That they keep recycling marketing schemes and imageryC'mon..There is a market for everything manThere is a market for pet psychologists nigga. There is a market for twistedshit***** video's. For nipplerings, for riverdancing, for chocolate cupboard roaches..But you can't find one for cultured hardcore reality and hiphop?People like you: the house nigga executivesand them rich mother*****ers that own you; you the mother*****ing machine man!You and all these niggaz talking about the same shitwith the same flow over the same candy-ass beatsBut I refuse the feed the machineAnd Im not giving any magazine moneySo maybe my album won't get 5 mics, or double-x-l's, or 5 discsWhatever man, ***** itBut then again; you don't own me, and none of you niggaz ever willIf I'm feeling what you fight for I'm rolling with you to the endBut if not, then ***** YOU!And the more that mc's, producers, dj'sand independent labels start to grasp the conceptualityof what their contribution to the business of hiphop israther then just the music - the more the industry will be forced to changeOh, heh, and one last thing;You don't have to agree with everything I've saidBut don't ever be condescending to mePicking up your wack ass friends that rhyme and being like'Ow yeah, Immortal Technique - he's aaiight'No nigga..Your mom is *****, that's aaiight, ok..Your peoples getting shot dead in the street, that's aaiightI'm the mother*****ing Immortal Technique nigga! The message and the money!And you ain't got either!Remember that!Punk ass mother*****er.. 
