I.M.E (G.O.D, SRZ, Don Mason, Det Onate) - Work (Pulang Beats Prod.)

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Music by orchestrastereo
Lyrics by SRZ, Syn and G.O.D.
Mixing, mastering, cover art by SRZ

[SRZ]
[verse]

Есть бит, есть бас, есть нескончаемый поток фраз
Сей стих, сей сказ, он никогда тебя не предаст
Нет фарсу, где пафос, там души ни на йоту нет
Не в кассу нам баксы что заработаны на говне

Что там укажет продюсер, куда и кому что втереть, безразлично теперь
Мейджоры продают мусор, кому-то не в лом всё терпеть, и наглеет Pharell
На два аккорда, все как под копирку похожи, будто две капли воды
Повесь мне намордник, я как DMX, но не буду рычать, я им вырву кадык

[bridge]
Когда микрофон покрывается пылью
Когда телефон разрывают мобильный
Когда баритон зачитать хочет сильно
Тогда come on, порви мембраны, сделай всё красиво

[chorus]
Делай что любишь делать
Пением или скримом
Нахуй всю индустрию
(Fuck the whole industry, yeah)

Делай что хочешь делать
Не стремись быть мейнстримом
Нахуй всю индустрию
(Fuck the whole industry, yeah)

Do what you love to do
Growling, singing or screaming
Fuck the whole industry
(Нахуй всю индустрию)

Do what you wanna do
Don't get overmainstreamed
Fuck the whole industry
(Нахуй всю индустрию)

[Syn]
What does the industry want?
Here today gone tomorrow
Broken promises empty bottles
Swallow the dead birth a false role model
That's the statue they chasing after
Never give into mans wants
for the love of music
Not a producers puppet
Spit it rapid 
Fuck you bastards
Said it before
Never sold for platinum 
Everything you do in time
Shines through your real rhymes
through a genius mind
That's the real gift
Bitches gossip 
That's a real trick
They give you hassle 
Never sign contracts through blood
Walk through a door and receive slugs
ABC rhymes get shown love 
What part of the game got fucked up

[chorus]

[G.O.D.]
I dont give a fuck about you 
Miss me with them accomplishments
Middle fingers to you bitches
Im wishin you would diss me
I dont need the compliments
I present my dominance with a monster fist
Im just being honest bitch
My consonants incontinent
Shittin on rappers confidence all across the continents
My cognizance is unharvested
Ready my armament and treat yall like the targets bitch
Practice makes perfect
Apex tactics
Watch me break the surface
Blood in the water
Visceral grind
Mud on the Starter and pistol you'll never find
Never mind
Just dont press ya luck at the table
Im not givin a fuck
Ready and able
Tried rhymin for dough
Fuck the labels
Only led me into crime a little mo'
Fuckin fatal
AR in the coupe 
Half a troop by my naval
Food for thought
I got the soup in ladles
When I shoot you wanna grab the handle of truth, but you aint able

[chorus]

[bridge х2]

I.M.E (SRZ, Syn, G.O.D.) - Industry (orchestrastereo Prod.)

You know who's the best ever ;)

Music by G.O.D.
Lyrics by Tuck The Prophet and G.O.D.
Mixing, mastering, cover art by SRZ 

Lyrics:
[Tuck The Prophet]
Started back in 1991
I was born 
My mommas only son 

She knew me to be ready ever since ya boy could run 
To rise up to the top and face contender number one 

And did many times 
And even though I lost a million times 
I always seemed to cross that finish line 

I was the best to ever come 
Even though they saw me fall
Cause they knew that I wasn't gonna be 
Knocked down for long

I picked myself right up 
As I gained favor
And when my life stepped up
He caught them haymakers 

Then game changers 
Stayed knocking at the dome 
Hittin niggas with flame throwers 
They wishin that they stayed at home 

It wasn't too long 
Until they noticed who the fuck I was
It wasn't too long 
Until they stopped me from moving up

Nothing higher than a champion 
In the pursuit of happiness 
That continues to knock these bastards 
Into these ambulances

[G.O.D.]
Started back in 1986
'86
I was a born a warrior and my mama knew this
Since the first time she felt her baby kick
Southpaw to the jaw
Cant find ya feet
Knock you flat on ya back
Brawl until we fall
Bite down on the mouthpiece and take it to the mat
Bust you in the teeth
Ready or not
Watch you struggle to your feet like you just got shot
You cant run or hide
You either fight or die
Im the coroner puttin you in the corner
Keep pushin and never pull back
Skull cracked
No pausin the attack
Life is a day to day fight
Pray through the day to make it through the night
Personal plights
But victory is owned
They's many winners, but only one champion sits on the throne
Lost many before I made it
Tryin to be the best ever
Your favorite's favorite

Best Ever

I.M.E (Tuck The Prophet, G.O.D.) - Best Ever (G.O.D. Prod.)

We are Individual Mind Elevation, an international hip hop movement 

Current members (alphabetical order):
Det Onate,  G.O.D., Icebox Tony, Syn

I.M.E (G.O.D, SRZ, Don Mason, Det Onate) - Work (Pulang Beats Prod.)

I.M.E Records

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