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So, you call yourself an artist with a little bit of flair And you're gonna play the Garden Up at Madison Square... okay, then... Now you're in the money 360 divided: itty-bitty piece of pie (that's right) Be careful what you're signing If you can't afford the buyout... okay, then... Well, it's kind of funny Their dreams are shattering while your getting paid So, why don't you shut up and listen? For years the warning was coming your way So high on the hog that you missed it Gonna make a bit of money and gain some respect But your nose is getting runny You're gonna catch your death... to fallout... Love expectancy, yes So we got him in a panic, but you're kind of getting old A depression kind of manic Your record never went gold... still paying... Oh, you're still paying now Their dreams are shattering while your getting paid Letras de cancionesSo, why don't you shut up and listen? For years the warning was coming your way So high on the hog that you missed it Hog tie the artist and we're gonna keep 'em on his heels We've tried everything just to butter up the deal Hog tied everything that you ever thought was real We bleed for every bit and they give all this away for free Their dreams are shattering while your getting paid So, why don't you shut up and listen? For years the warning was coming your way So high on the hog that you missed it From Letras Mania