Lil Nas X ya ha publicado en todas las plataformas de streaming el tema ‘INDUSTRY BABY’, que se edita como siguiente adelanto de su nuevo disco tras el hit mundial ‘MONTERO (Call Me By Your Name)’ y ‘SUN GOES DOWN’.
El sencillo ‘INDUSTRY BABY‘ ha sido compuesto por David Biral, Denzel Baptiste, Jack Harlow, Montero Hill (Lil Nas X) y Nick Lee bajo la producción dejTake A Daytrip y Kanye West y cuenta con la colaboración del rapero y compositor estadounidense Jack Harlow
El tema ‘Industry Baby’ viene acompañado de otro destacado videoclip de Lil Nas X que, en esta ocasión, se traslada a una prisión estatal americana en la que el cantante hace pesas y baila en las duchas esperando poder escaparse gracias a la ayuda de Harlow.
El single viene acompañado además de una campaña benéfica del cantante junto a The Bail Project, una organización nacional sin ánimo de lucro cuya misión es acabar con la fianza en metálico, uno de los principales motores del encarcelamiento masivo y del racismo estructural en el sistema jurídico penal de Estados Unidos. A través del Fondo Bail X espera animar a otros artistas a unirse a él y a The Bail Project en la lucha por acabar con la fianza en metálico.
‘INDUSTRY BABY’
(Letra de la canción)
(D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey)
Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
Couple Grammys on him (Ah, ooh), couple plaques, ayy
That’s a fact, ayy (Ah, ooh), throw it back, ayy
Throw it back, ayy (Ah, ooh)
And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
I ain’t lost since I’ve began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh)
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 (Ah, ooh)
When I’m back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
He don’t run from nothin’, dog (Ah, ooh)
Get your soldiers, tell ‘em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)
Uh, need to, uh
Need to get this album done
Need a couple numb?r ones
Need a plaque on ev?ry song
Need me like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap nigga I don’t see ya, hah
I’m a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
I don’t fuck bitches, I’m queer, hah
But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Ayy, oh, let’s do it (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, yah
And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
I ain’t lost since I’ve began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Then I went did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh, again, yeah)
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I got what they’re waiting for)
I don’t run from nothing, dog (Ayy, ayy)
Get your soldiers, tell ‘em I ain’t layin’ low (Ayy, ayy)
(Bitch, I ain’t runnin’ from nowhere)
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
When I’m back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
He don’t run from nothin’, dog (Ayy)
Get your soldiers, tell ‘em that the break is over (Ayy, yeah)
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 (Mm)
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’ toast
I’m the type that you can’t control, said I would, then I made it so
I don’t clear up rumors (Ayy), where’s y’all sense of humor? (Ayy)
I’m done makin’ jokes ‘cause they got old like baby boomers
Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
Say your time is comin’ soon but just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
Mine is comin’ sooner (Mmm), I’m just a late bloomer (Mmm)
I didn’t peak in high school, I’m still out here gettin’ cuter (Woo)
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’re waiting for
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I got what they’re waiting for)
I don’t run from nothing, dog (Ayy, ayy)
Get your soldiers, tell ‘em I ain’t layin’ low (Ayy, ayy)
(Bitch, I ain’t runnin’ from nowhere)
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
When I’m back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
He don’t run from nothin’, dog (Ayy)
Get your soldiers, tell ‘em that the break is over (Ayy)
Yeah
I’m the industry baby
I’m the industry baby
Yeah