LIL NAS X & Jack Harlow 『INDUSTRY BABY』の歌詞とMVとカラオケ練習

(D-D-Daytrip took it to ten hey)
Baby back ayy couple racks ayy
Couple Grammys on him
couple plaques ayy
That's a fact ayy
throw it back ayy
Throw it back ayy
And this one
is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began yeah
Funny how you said it
was the end yeah
Then I went did it again yeah
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really
rooting for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top
I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em that the break is over
Uh need to uh need to
get this album done
Need a couple number ones
Need a plaque on every song
Need me like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap ni**a
I don't see ya hah
I'm a pop ni**a like Bieber hah
I don't fuck bitches
I'm queer hah
But these ni**as bitches
like Madea yeah yeah yeah ayy
Oh let's do it
I ain't fall off
I just ain't release my new shit
I blew up
now everybody tryna sue me
You call me Nas
but the hood call me Doobie yeah
And this one
is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began yeah
Funny how you said
it was the end yeah
Then I went did it again yeah
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really
rooting for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top
I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em that the break is over
My track record so clean
they couldn't wait
to just bash me
I must be gettin' too flashy
y'all shouldn't have
let the world gas me (Woo)
It's too late
'cause I'm here to stay
and these girls
know that I'm nasty
I sent her back to her boyfriend
with my handprint
on her ass cheek
City talkin' we takin' notes
Tell 'em all
to keep makin' posts
Wish he could
but he can't get close
OG so proud of me
that he chokin' up
while he makin' toasts
I'm the type
that you can't control
said I would then I made it so
I don't clear up rumors
where's y'all sense of humor
I'm done makin' jokes
'cause they got old
like baby boomers
Turned my haters to consumers
I make vets
feel like they juniors
Say your time is comin' soon
but just like Oklahoma
Mine is comin' sooner
I'm just a late bloomer
I didn't peak in high school
I'm still out here gettin' cuter
All these social networks
and computers
Got these pussies walkin' 'round
like they ain't losers
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really
rooting for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top
I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em that the break is over
Yeah
I'm the industry baby mmm
I'm the industry baby
Yeah