岐路 -Kiro- (Vib Mix) feat. TWIGY,RINO

歌詞

[K-Rino] DJ DJ hey what's up? I brought you a copy of my brand new cut I'm just a young artist tryna mash and grind And you put me in the mix so I can get some shine "Don't you see I'm real busy and I'm pressed for time Just leave it on my desk and if I get some time It's possible I could play it down the line Or it could be tomorrow if you give me the sign" A sign? "Yeah fool a dollar sign Ten and twenty thousand would suit me fine Just leave me a number, no you can't have mine If you serious I'll hit you up tomorrow at nine" Man I just got from telling you that I've got no ends If I had that kind of bread I wouldn't need your spins Now I see how the game go it's all about mail Let me get out this building before I end up in jail [Chorus] DJ DJ what's the deal? It's looking like I might have to bust my steel Shouldn't have got fly with me when I give you my song Now I've got to bring the bloodshed straight to your dome I got, DJ DJ what's the word? I'm really not feeling any songs I heard I'm in this rap game pushing tryna hit me some licks What a player gotta do to get thrown in the mix [K-Rino] I walked in the club with my new CD Work mode I ain't tripping, no who see me Got my single in the pocket of my warm-up pants Cause I'm knowing it could blow up if they give me a chance I said DJ DJ how you been? I'm just a young rap cat tryna win You don't even have to play it when the club is live It can be the last song at 1:55 He said, "Look, let me tell you what you need to do You get the radio to play it and I'll play it too" I said, Nah man, what you saying can't be true The dude at the radio station sent me to you And anyway if you a real jock, break the song Just play it, if it's trash then I'll leave you alone But if the people start jamming to it show me some love Before we drag your hating ass out of this club, c'mon [Chorus] [K-Rino] DJ DJ, wow what's this? I tried to be professional but now I'm pissed I really really wish you would have told the truth Now there's twenty five goons in the DJ booth Now you wanna talk and negotiate If you a real DJ then you supposed to break Being arrogant and stuck up was your mistake When they approach you, you just turn your nose up and hate Put my song on right now, don't start a hope Cause ain't nobody gonna help you, you can call the Pope Matter fact, play ‘Rich Girl' by Hall & Oates If you ain't got it, we gonna stomp you in front of all these folks DJ's and club radios spinning these tracks With a Synergy Mac and sucking up to industry cats Politics and fake DJs, you know it's deceit Payola ain't cheap, the real radio is the streets Chorus