Press Ya Luck

[Verse 1: Da Grym Reefer] With so much drama in the industry I see it's getting kind of hard for the real MCs but... Somehow some way Keep coming up with lyrics for these niggas While the rest bringing decay They say That every other rapper trapping now Three-sixties got 'em trapping out of massas house They keep telling me to stay the independent route But I even see some independents cashing out I meant selling out Freudian slip Niggas bailing out On some corporate slip While everybody claim That they're the realest and shit I see way too many mules on an industry kick Even the fans acting like some fucking zombies and shit One blog can make the world jump on top of your dick While the rest treat you like a fucking target they missed Cause you don't live to be a legend and an artist in this... Rap shit [Hook x 4] Jump up and get bucked If you're feeling lucky duck Then press your luck [Verse 2: Teddy Sm!th] I'm sick of the cynical, hypocritical censorship Two MCs in their rawest form is what you're witnessing Kicking down doors Bringing attention and Fuck your blogs and your forums We ain't listening Secret agents wearing hip-hop uniforms Sneaking in Like a Mexican going across the border This that New Rap World Order Instead of me giving them pennies for my thoughts I gave them quarters cause the game is lame and needs change Leaving me insane Everybody's brainwashed and they're doing the same thing Over and over again History always repeats itself If you don't pay attention to it I'd hate to call you stupid, Stupid but Stupid is what Stupid does They want you to rap tough and bust your gun So you can be in handcuffs Use your fists, nigga Man up! It's Teddy Sm!th and Grym Reefer Coming out your fucking speakers! [Hook x4]