Black Faces - Protect Yourself Lyrics

Got a vision, got a dream
Got a living to make
I Got the munchies and craving for a piece of the cake
A piece of the pie, The industry will eat you up
And spit you out
If you don't know about, the inner workings of the game
Man the business had me tripping thought,
All I have to do was write the lyrics and the sentences
And that will probably get me to the money and the riches
But I was 16, so you would've had to pardon my naiveté
(Hey)
We in the belly of the beast and Lucy always present
With the pen and the contract
You don't read, simply cause the prospect of your dreams
Becoming a reality is overwhelming
So you sign without thinking
(Sign without thinking)
Label gives you everything you want
(Everything you want)
All except the money
(All except the money)
But now we see that you're a star
You got to protect yourself
Hmmmm
You got to protect yourself
Hmmmm
You got to protect yourself
Wealth ain't shit without health Shit is funny
Cigarillos on my breath got my voice all hazy
Black Lungs black lips fast food quick flings
Cognac sipping Mary Jane sitting with me
The baddest of the baddest
With the fattest of the asses
Fill my glass up as I pass up on
Any opportunity to exercise, I exercise my mind
But it's all about balance
See most of my habits I got
Because of my talent
(Talent)(Talent)(Talent)
Every action has a reaction
My reaction to the fact that I've got a passion
Has resulted in my
(Resulted in your)
Consumption of narcotics and depletion of my
(Depletion of your)
Energy physically mentally
(Woah)
But it's twisted cause I love it
And this music gives me life
I just gotta do it right
Maintain your health, Grow your mind
Protect yourself
(Protect Your)
(Protect Yourself)
(Protect Your, Wait)
(Protect Your)
(Protect Yourself)
(Protect Your, Wait)
(Protect Your)
(Protect Yourself)
(Protect Your, Wait)
(Protect Your)
You got to protect yourself
Hmmmm
You got to protect yourself
Hmmmm
You got to protect yourself
Hayo weh
Hayo weh
Hayo weh
Hayo weh
Hayo weh
I was talking to my nigga
Bout the fluctuations of our emotions
You know we open up to certain people only
But only with certain things
Cause the thing is... we all got trust issues