Ngga, when you talk about the rope Who tied the fucking knot? Confusing bleeding with production Crying on the spot Frustration ain't a badge of honor It’s a symptom, dog You’re choking on the data Thinking genius is a fog Talking KPIs like it’s an insult to your soul Call an honest SWOT analysis a theft of your control? Nah, that ain't making you a "hoe" That’s just your ego screaming When the numbers show the deficit Between your reality and dreaming You say they stole the culture Used ebonics on the slides? Culture without equity is just a cheap disguise! You sold the juice for validation Then you cried "exploit" If you don't patent what you speak They’ll turn it to a coin They ain't vultures 'cause they're wicked They are machines that read the yield You walked naked in a warzone And got mad they brought a shield L-E V-E R-A-G-E Earn it! S-I L-E N-C-E Learn it! P-O W-E-R Ain’t free! You want respect? Then build a board They actually have to see! Check up! You call it "code-switching" Like you're a martyr on the cross Every diplomat in history Spoke the language of the loss Until they turned into the victor That ain't ass-kissing, son That’s studying the terrain Before you even fire a gun! You scream "fuck the system" 'Cause the system read your bluff Blaming glass ceilings When your glass foundation wasn’t tough Yeah, racism is real, systemic, cold, and calculated So why the fuck you playing checkers While they’re calibrated?! [Vocal building into raw blues-shriek, agonizing rasp] You think corporate is "corpse life"? Nah, you just couldn't bear the freeze You wanted sovereign titles While on dependent knees! A board of directors don’t hate your skin They hate your liability They lay off whoever's value Can't survive liquidity! If you’re the kink inside the ship Don’t weep about the tide A captain charts the storm A victim drowns in his pride! L-E V-E R-A-G-E Earn it! S-I L-E N-C-E Learn it! P-O W-E-R Ain’t free! You want respect? Then build a board They actually have to see! Check up! Now let’s dissect this holy trinity You romanticize so loud: Hustler, entrepreneur, businessman To pander to the crowd A hustler ain't noble He’s just trapped inside the sprint Trading cartilage and freedom For an unregulated mint Your "entrepreneur" window? Just an LLC on paper Running from a corporate master To become an unpaid vapor! And a "businessman" who feeds a room With nothing but a dream? That’s a cult leader in debt Lacking distribution streams You say you’ve been all three? Then why you still rapping bitter? True conquerors build infrastructure They don’t rage on Twitter! "Experience is IP"? Dog, experience is air Until you package it in contracts That the global market bears [Final desperate shriek] You didn't leave the cubicle Because your mind was out the cage You left because you couldn't stomach The discipline of the stage! R-E-S-P-E-C-T? Stop spelling like a child The world don’t pay for tantrums Or grievances running wild O-W-N-E-R-S-H-I-P Own the debt... own the risk... Own the whole damn decree... Put away the toys.
