For the People

Track 3 - Volume 1
Production by: Blackbird Productions (Kensho J.)



When you make music solely for the purpose of making money, it's almost like being a musical prostitute. Now don't get me wrong, people have to eat somehow, I get that. Still, I always wonder about the person who spends all day making commercial jingles or ringtones, and if they find any fulfillment in it.

Music is all about making an impact on people, so if someone is using their skills like that, I feel like their creativity would die just a little bit. Then again, I might be completely wrong, who knows.

Regardless, I do it for the people. This one is for everybody. And their mother.

(Lyrics)

So you want to make money, but born with bad luck. You were gifted with the music, but that doesn’t make bucks.

Not if you want to be original anyways, but fuck it, now you want to turn it into something that pays.

So, you prostitute just to make some loot, making ring tones, jingles: music for the suits.

Try anything just to get paid for hitting keys. Used to jam just for fun, but now you jam for a fee.

Now you’re thinking that you’re hot shit, telling people you made this, telling them you did that, charge two grand a track. Work with anyone who pays, even with nothing to say, just to make some money off of false creativity.

It’s tough to understand your plan and where you’re coming from, because for me making music was never so cumbersome. When I make tracks I spit ‘em out, I give ‘em out free. 16 bars? That’s easy for true emcees.

Yeah, I can see what you’re doing there.

Treating it with no feeling like fast food.

I feel it like I’m dealing it man; I’m for the people dude.

It’s kind of sad what you’re doing there. Got no feeling, and a poor attitude.

I feel it like I’m dealing it man; I’m for the people dude.

See to me, paying for music is like paying for sex. It’s something I don’t do, but I mean no disrespect.

I understand that everyone’s gotta make a living, but understand, with music you’ll start to lose the feeling.

The initial rush that made you want to play ‘til you crashed, play ‘til your hands bled, when you weren’t focused on the cash.

When making music was about connecting to the people. Now you’re busy tying to convince them that you’re still real.

But now you stumble and fumble. They liked you more when you were humble.

You try to get that magic back but you just fall.

Struggle to keep it real with million dollar ideals, try for a new appeal, but no. That won’t work at all.

It’s like corrupt politicians who say they changed, don’t matter, people always see them the same.

So I guess for you there’s not much left to do. Try to craft the next pop hit. Sucks to be you.

Yeah, I can see what you’re doing there.

Treating it with no feeling like fast food.

I feel it like I’m dealing it man; I’m for the people dude.

It’s kind of sad what you’re doing there. Got no feeling, and a poor attitude.

I feel it like I’m dealing it man; I’m for the people dude.