Industry Lifestyle - Lyrics - Canibus

(Canibus) Yo Nominated for being underrated We made a name for ourselves but I guess Common was the only one that made it I clapped when he won his award Him and Black Eyed Peas and them, we was on the same tour And DMX too, you my dog for life I feel you, I want to see you get yours tonight Mos Def you on the screen now, following your dreams now Me, you and Spike Lee used to sit and freestyle I said two words, they both got bleeped out If you ever need me again just reach out I got poses that belong on posters Pour out all my emotions and double what the gross is Everybody in the box-office know the flow sick I want to thank Nottz the producer that chose ‘Bis Mother-***! (Canibus) I want to thank my mother (I want to thank everybody for coming through and) I want to thank my brother (Supporting the film. ‘Cause all the support was very) My grandmother, my father (Important. From the beginning I got fans and, you know) The Father above, the most powerful (What I mean, cult members that never let me) You know, I'm just inebriated to be here (Down from day one. I want to thank you all) (Canibus) Yo I don't want to bite nobody's throat // I just want to smoke Yo, pass the ‘dro *** (Canibus) Yo I can't believe I'm sitting with Don Cheadle, Denzel and Russell Crowe, man Dave Chappelle, yo, I really like the show man Ice Cube, yo, we in the next row man D-12, me and them struck a pose man With Slim Shady, yo, this must be an omen I think I'm about to go platinum, I'm explodin' I'm a fool, man. What am I supposed to do, man? Red and ***, ‘How High' part two, man Bokeem Woodbine bump me in his hood all the time I want to say, ‘Peace, I'm a fan of yours bro I seen Hov on 100 Forbo At the Cannes Film Festival with Sofia Copp(ola) And Scarlett Johansson, she was with her man-friend ‘Lost in Translation', number one smash hit (Canibus) Yo I'm in the game now I ran eight miles I ain't the same old *** with the same style The lifestyle of Germaine is my brainchild Germaine is really like the black John Wayne Or James Caan negotiating some rhymes for the don I ain't seen my *** in so long We did a short film, ‘4,3,2,1' It was hot back then when it was new, but I did this other film ‘Gone ‘Til November' Me and Wyclef was in the trenches together I did a big movie with him, he put me on soundtracks Back then I didn't understand the music business Every agent found it hard to find me In the back woods of Holly, rehearsing my hobby Shout out to R-O-C and State Property I was inside the beast, shout out to DMP Peace! (Canibus) Yeah, Killah Ki, Shot, Black-N-Deckah, my *** Star, Nottz. Yeah, stick ‘em, What, Yeah, just sic ‘em, Throw shots, Spread out your face like Botox!