Lyrics 6 Minutes - Tricky

Six Minutes I′m on (repeat)
It's a long way from Knowle West to Hollywood
I′ve never seen a triple beam
From LA to NY I eat pork make 'em scream
Six minutes I'm on
I′m premenstrual I bleed because I′m not a vegetable
Six minutes I'm on
Lies don′t suit me I think it's my duty to say I don′t like guns
And in them comes spoil the rude boys funds
I'm resilian I don′t just wanna make a million
And if the radio shows throw low blows
We do this with or without the air play
Like a cycle forget about Michael
I'm gonna take this time out for a promotional click
Durban Poison artist are the smartest
In this industry full of vomit
My voodoo make 'em sick
My voodoo make ′em sick
Now when people got a good thing they want to make it a bigger thing
Bullet proof from the truth
Now it′s gone to far
And all the tough guys are dropping like flies
Like old styles and riches and those industry bitches
I hear they're taking over the benches
To be high paid wenches
Forget the champaign at the bar you need A&R
Is this making music or money?
I can′t make my mind up
They think they're safe ′cause they're signed up
You′re under contracts that brakes those backs
You brag and boast now look-a-here I control my destiny
I control my career
Now when people got a good thing they want to make it a bigger thing
Bullet proof from the truth
Now it's gone too far
And all the tough guys are dropping like flies
Like old styles and riches and those industry bitches
I hear they're taking over the benches
To be high paid wenches