Lyrics Industry - Embis

Meet Timothy, he was just a normal kid
Released a song and overnight, views started stormin' in
Mom tellin' him to work on school, ignore the bitch
'Cause holy shit, he just made it out, that's it!
No more doubt from them and then he can smile again
Wait, just calm down a bit, this may not amount to shit
Let me write the damn view count down real quick
Check back tomorrow and we'll see if it's died down a bit
The alarm clock rings, nearly broke the darn box spring
Rushin' up to check, is this when he starts popping?
The view count doubled, it's goin' up and far from stopping
His inbox rings, ding, a message from a fan
Ding, ding, more than a couple, now he stressin' 'bout his plan
He knew he couldn't lose himself, was a lesson from his man
He's gotta keep the shit up, keep impressin' all his stans
Grab the notebook, gotta drop something else tomorrow
All the sorrow bottled up, 'bout to let himself embark
On his dreams since he was a tween, but jeez
Now, he's gettin' some calls from the record label
And he answers them all with trepidation
He's yet to face it, but fuck the hesitation
It's "yes" he's sayin'

In this industry, you can make it
But once you're in, no escapin'

A truer percentage will end with you on a shelf
There's a newly invented way of improvin' your sales
Seduce 'em with gimmicks and move in with stealth
Like hallucinogenics, you're boostin' yourself
By producin' an image that's lucid to help
You and now you got incentive to use to propel you
Or you start pretendin' by shootin' out shells, pew
Now the doom is impendin', it's the devil you sell too
You had to go make it, now sit in your bed!
You actin' all fake, now you gettin' ahead!
Guess you gotta be baked to get any bread!
Now equipped with led, you gonna back out?
Not for any plea, only time is when you cop a new whip and leave
'Cause you know you 'gon pop and then live with green
All the G's that the mockery finna bring
'Cause what doesn't lack is the imposters synergy
But you'll notice what is off is their energy
Like a battle to them, mobbin' the enemy
Don't care, numb the pain with a bottle of Hennessey
If you can be successful in this corrupt cesspool
And think your money is as long as a centipede
Look behind the scenes, you're involved in bigger scheme
Music's secondary and the profit's the centerpiece

In this industry, you can make it
But once you're in, no escapin'