record label pussies

note to self: one of these days, i should write a song called 'rock and roll pussies'. and have it say that if you aren't just beating those drums to death with every last bit of energy you have, then you're a pussy. and also talk about how i dare any rapper to try to play fear factory's 'replika', or strapping young lad's 'detox'. and try to rhyme parts of that. like def leppard and poison, a bunch of pussies, and also rappers and pop stars that can't write their own songs, or play any instruments. just really make the case for how they're all just a bunch of pussies. and how the record label does everything, and the pop singer just stands on stage and lipsyncs like a little puppet. use references to how i read on wikipedia about 'paramore', that they wanted to make the girl singer a pop star, and she says 'no, i want to be a rock singer with my band behind me', and the record execs, and i quote, 'decided to go along with her wishes'. as if they didn't have to. man, if that doesn't sound phuking soulless and fake and wrong. how could we have that sort of horseshyt in this world, how could we allow that, as artists, as muzicians, isn't it our responsibility to keep those phukers out of our bizness. they own and cuntrol everything, they own and cuntrol all of us. any piece of art or muzik out there is cuntrolled by a record company who doesn't have the talent to do it themselves. like sonik syndicate; nuclear blast, the most asshole label out there, wants to cuntrol the direction of their muzik. they should have the balls to stand up to this label, and say 'if you want muzik that sounds that way, why don't you make it. don't tell us what muzik to write, do it your phuking self. we're not little monkeys you teach to fetch you a beer, we're not children doing skool lessons, we're rockstars, godddamnit, we don't answer to anyone, especially you. i could write a whole album on that subject alone. all these fake phuking panzy posers out there. a song obviously needs to be written that just really tears them all a new one. as if i haven't written enuph of those already. but i think, exploring that particular, specifik subject, obviously hasn't been done properly yet, so leave it to yours untruly, ozztek undustries, to put that phuking message out there, cause no one else has the balls to do it. those are the same people who don't have the balls to stand up to their record labels. or make their muzik without a label. with downloading, the record labels are becoming less and less necessary. 'we want to make this girl a pop singer'. they choose a girl, based solely on her pretty looks and her pretty voice, just another pretty face, and they stick her on a stage, and say 'here, sing these songs'. and she does it. you want to know why. she's a robot with no soul. you're paying money to see a soulless robot puppet, and the puppet strings are right above the stage, being held by record execs. that's your muzikal world, because you didn't have the balls to stand up to these greedy phuks, and say 'keep your greedy phuking hands out of my muzik'. just the fact that a record company can say 'we want to make this girl a pop singer', means that they have way too much cuntrol, they can do whatever the phuk they want, and they know that we won't resist, because 'we want money'. well, sorry, but you aren't getting my vote or my dollar. they have all that cuntrol, and no resistance, they can do whatever they want, because they have all of our money. if we stop buying muzik, and start downloading it, they lose power. so they get angry, and try to stop us from getting free muzik. you buy a cd for twenty bucks. only a tiny percentage of that twenty bucks actually goes to the artist, the rest goes to the record label, and they use that money to feed you a bunch of soulless horseshyt. how do i know this. because i have a brain, a soul, and i see the puppet strings. there are no strings above me, i speak freely. no one owns me. i can't be bought. because i'm not in it for the money, i'm in it because i have a message of truth to get out there. they don't want the truth spoken, so they'll kill me as soon as they can, just to shut me up. just ask bill hicks, or john lennon. but as long as i breathe, i'll keep talking, because coma patients need to hear this shyt. watch the tv miniseries called 'alice', if you're not too busy watching reality tv. watch something with a little imagination to it. it was aired in 'ohnine, it's losely based on the 'alice in wonderland' story. it's very 3yeopening to someone who's already awake, and sees the strings. i'm in this shyt just to get my message out there. because, when i die, what's going to be more important; the money in my wallet...

or my message in the veins of the world.

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this is my rap song, for all you tards and haters
since it's the only way to get thru those sedaters
you think you're so cool, but i remain skeptikal
unless you can try to play fear factory's 'replika'
i dare you to play strapping young lad's 'detox'
and you think i'm weak, because i can't 'box'
but i'll shove a guitar thru the back of your skull
just to show you that you can really be that dull
now just repeat that about forty times to get it
and it will really offend you all, if you let it
you've got to understand something sometime never
we can't just stay in elementary skool forever
grow the phuk up and buy your parents some condoms
and you say i wronged 'em? damn near killed 'em!

wait, what?