HollyWood

F*ck the industry, I'm talking business, shooting enemies F*ck the Hollywood executives, they molesting kids If I make it big, Ima go Upton Sinclair, in the jungle up in there They got secrets to tell They got secrets to spill, cuz they shooting kids bare, no clothes, no body hair "I'm sorry, ain't nobody here" That's the response that we hear, that's the response that they give They tower over with power, aw shit, it makes me sick And yet still they all protected, even after all molesting Everybody knows they did it, and yet they all hid it Every single body now, they afraid to speak up Even Terry Crews admits even he got touched on That means no one is safe, 'cept for the ones that don't catch a case Never investigate, never end up in a cage All the victims scared, feeling no on can relate They fear for their career, they don't wanna lose the race And it's sad at the end of the day, this is is common knowledge That no one blinks an eyelid, they all cover up the trash bin Put a lid on it, take it to the back and it disappears forever In the land of good weather I swear this shit upsets me It ain't no different than raping and taking Someone's confidence and stripping them from their consciousness You're abusing your power and it's bad enough to do it to a grown ass person But bring kids in the mix, look behind, close the curtains Hide your shameful acts go about your day, happy as f*ck That's what really makes me mad, you ain't answer to no one They all answer to you, need approval to make it through, the ranks If it was up to me, I would take All your fortune, your gold, make you forfeit your soul If you hadn't already, then bury you in that hole And keep you breathing in there, not able to move an inch Not seeing any light, suffocating while time skips Everyday I'd come back, just to shine you some light Just to give you some hope, and then cover up the hole right back up with more dirt I'd do that over and over, till you cry and your whole body burns Till you run out of tears, till nobody can hear That's how you made these victims feel Till you begging for help and you wanna expel All of your demons, they won't ever leave you Till your family shuns you, till your whole world crashes around you If you got a kid, I hope he hates your existence and then makes you the witness Of something no parent should ever wish for their children I hope you can't find peace, I hope you find you a piece I hope you find you some ammo, load it, cock back, and release But you still survive and lie in a hospital bed for the rest of your life And no hospital takes you in so you have to survive because you can't kill yourself no more And you're a homeless vegetable on the floor that no one feels bad for Dog piss is better than you, a homeless dog lives better than you You're going to feel every feeling you caused from your pedestal And this ain't bout no one person, this is f*ck the whole industry You're all pieces of shit, and I hope you rot with your enemies