Grand Puba - Don't Lie To Me lyrics

Uh... Yeah.. yeah.. Yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. Know the game! [x2] You ain't got to lie to me Ain't got to lie to me You ain't got to lie to me Ain't got to lie to me You ain't got to lie to me Ain't got to lie to me You ain't got to lie to me Ain't got to lie to me [Grand Puba] Everything was good, we signed up on the dotted line Bullsh** advancement thinkin everything was fine Up in the studio workin every night and day For some strange reason, the work don't match the pay Now I'm feelin like a slave, Kunta Kente The A&R tellin me, what we can't say Brand Nubian y'all on some different sh** B It's gon' be kinda hard to get y'all on MTV, yeah Now we on a roll, promo tryna blow (Uh-huh) Family can't see 'em, livin off bullsh** pediem Runnin around the country, a**ed-out and half-naked Three n***az splittin a dollar-fifty off a record Listen here yo, this sh** here better blow Cuz we ain't gon' see no paper till they get back all they dough From the studio, photo shoots and dough for clothes Advancement and sh**, and not to mention videos The way we gon' eat, then we gotta do these shows I'ma keep it real witcha, that's how this sh** goes The name of the game is tough luck if you don't know I wish somebody woulda schooled me a long time ago About the samplin and sh** (Uh-huh) How much those artists get The mechanicals of royalties and publishin and splits We was happy y'all just being on tour (Yeah) Until we learned the game, then the attitudes inflamed Household names, pockets didn't match the fame And at the same time drop knowledge for your brain Before you sit down and sip the Cris' and celebrate (Yeah) Be sho' fo' sho' n***a that you got yo' business straight Cuz once you sign on the dotted line it's too late For the next five years, the recors label got yo' fate You ain't got to lie to me...