Luyện nghe bài hát Back Stage Pacin'

[ VERSE 1: Ali ]
Show backstage pacin (Why is that?)
He's tryin to control of his situation
He know damn well he ain't got the money I expect to
So I'm stuffin all the backstage in my bag
But that's what you get when you don't pay
Cause I can't pay my on free water and chips
And if beer means payment is what you think
BK drank one and Ali drink
So produce the fetti, or whatever you call it
Go get your dough split and the hell up off it
This is how I feed my family, so I'm not gonna
And if that doesn't get it, I'm go for your wallet
Let me guess - the turnout wasn't what you expected
Let me guess - somethin that the club did wrecked it
Let me guess - it's hard to pack em in in this of weather
And nobody wanna come and after 9/11
That's not a MP, that's a YP - your
You need to have shit planned out before callin
is not a game to me, dog, you stealin from my family
You just gon' have to me
Backstage

[ 2: Brother Ali ]
act backstage pacin (Why is that?)
They tryin take of they situation
But they mad salty cause they wore they fuckin shirts
And the crowd didn't feel them and went on first
It's the monitor, the soundman, it's the muthafuckin
Cats in this state are haters and the whole white
Don't sleep, your Wu-Tang impression is
And if blah-blah have happened, y'all'd had em snappin
Let me guess - you and your had a conversation
Let me guess - she doesn't feel that being compensated
Let me guess - you've been rappin for a year and a
And you mad brave you get a little beer in your ass
At this y'all really need to show and prove
Pay attention, pay respect, pay homage, pay your
Be happy with your 20 minutes and drink tickets
And go build your own scene if you think
Hah, cause we ain't even triyn to take shit
The Micronauts should have pinky rings to make kiss
It's a road now, but who you paved all this?
You're mad-face makin, you're lucky to be backstage

Watch out, muthafucka, the big Brother come
fee-fi-fo-fum
(Here it come, it come, here it kiddy-come-come) --> Run-DMC

[ VERSE 3: Ali ]
Ali backstage pacin (Why is that?)
He tryin to take control of his
He's a million miles from home and his dick is on
And girls are gonna make him prove that he believe in God
I'm haunted by an overfriendly chick
Who keeps showin me hip cause she know she thick
And if I met her on the street I probably wouldn't look
But at a show my ego on swoll she look like
A master at applyin Maybelline with thighs you'd love to lay
Hair was fly with raving sheen, gigantic eyes in hazel
Revealin enough to let me know she got it
But concealin just enough to let imagination
Let me guess - my makes you feel so inspired
Let me guess - the way I off the vibe makes you excited
Let me guess - you go and party after the show
And you were hopin that the two of us could capture the
She like, "Come on Ali, it nothin to dance"
By the end of the song, girl, I be rubbin ass
And by the end of the night I be fuckin you fast
Then my probably find a new husband and dash