Prelude
M.A.Z.7 Lyrics


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"You know you got this fantasy in your head
About getting out of the life
And setting the corporate world on its ear
What the fuck you gonna do
Except hustle
Besides pimping
You really ain't got the stomach for that"
The game's fucked up
Niggas beats is banging
Nigga ya hooks did it
Ya lyrics didn't
Ya gangsta look did it
So I would write it if y'all could get it
Being intricate'll get ya wood critics
On the internet
They like you should spit it, I'm like you should buy it
Nigga that's good business
Forget this rap shit I need a new hustle
A little bit of everything, a new improved Russell
I say that reluctantly 'cause I do struggle
As you see I can't leave so I do love you
But I'm just a hustler disguised as a rapper
In fact you can't fit this hustle inside of a wrapper
Back when crack was what these pills are
I was a real star complete with real cars
No video ones, you can and come set up a camera
Let the video run
In my real life complete with real ice
VVS boulders all invisibly set
Head and shoulders my invisible neck
You see Hova wasn't digital yet
Before Steve Jobs made the iPod
Was getting head jobs, we call that intimate
Back when rappers wouldn't dare play lyrical roulette
With an automatic weapon I was rapping with a Tek
Fresh like Manny be chain like antifreeze
Shoe box full of cash
Dealer man hand me keys
Pantries full of Arm & Hammer
Don't take Nancy Drew to see what it do
I'ma damn g
Just sent a million dollars through a hands free
That's big money talk can you answer me?
Before the Answer was a three
I was down in Georgetown with a Hoya chick, loyal chick
Sure he's rich now 'cause he saw this shit, all this shit
That's why they call him Hov cause he came before all this shit
Bought a six, quarter seven skipped on them quarter 8s
Bought a nine for nonstop glockwork all the time

Guess who's back
Since this is a New Era got a fresh new hat
Ten year veteran
I been said I been through with this bullshit game
But I never can
I used to think rapping at thirty eight was ill
When last year alone I grossed about thirty eight mill
I know I ain't quite thirty eight but still




The flow so Special got a .38 feel
The real is back

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of M.A.Z.7's song Prelude delve into the idea of the singer's personal struggle with the game, and his own position within it. The first stanza begins with a contemplative tone as the singer imagines leaving "the life" and entering the corporate world, but ultimately resigns himself to hustling and styling himself as a pimp. The second stanza introduces a different perspective on the music industry, with the game being referred to as "fucked up." The singer reflects on how the catchy beats and hooks are what sells a song, instead of the lyrics themselves. He admits to being a hustler, not a rapper, and the rest of the stanza paints a picture of his life as one where he amassed wealth and success outside of just the music industry, with references to drug dealing and lavish spending.


Overall, the lyrics of Prelude reveal the complex emotions that come with being a successful artist in the music industry. The singer grapples with the idea of whether or not to stay, and ultimately recognizes that it is his own talent and resilience that got him to where he is now.


Line by Line Meaning

You know you got this fantasy in your head
You have an idealized view of leaving your current life and shaking up the corporate world.


About getting out of the life
Leaving your current way of making a living behind you.


And setting the corporate world on its ear
Revolutionizing the corporate world - making a huge impact that shakes things up.


What the fuck you gonna do
What actions are you going to take to make your fantasy a reality?


Except hustle
Your only option is to put in a lot of hard work and effort.


Besides pimping
Other than selling a false image of yourself and your lifestyle to others in order to make money.


You really ain't got the stomach for that
You don't have the mental or emotional fortitude required for that kind of life.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Shawn C Carter, Mark James

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@FaxingMoscow

SICK TRACK SO DEEP !

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