Luyện nghe bài hát Back Stage Pacin'

[ VERSE 1: Ali ]
Show promoter backstage (Why is that?)
He's to take 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 what you get when you don't pay shit
Cause I can't pay my rent on free water and
And if free beer means payment is you think
BK drank one and Ali don't
So produce the fetti, or whatever you call it
Go get your dough split and come the 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 quite you expected
Let me guess - somethin that the club owner did it
Let me - it's hard to pack em in in this kind of weather
And nobody wanna and party after 9/11
not a MP, that's a YP - your problem
You need to have this planned out before callin
This is not a game to me, dog, you stealin from my
You just gon' have to me
Backstage

[ 2: Brother Ali ]
Opening act backstage (Why is that?)
tryin take control of they situation
But they mad salty cause they wore fuckin matchin shirts
And the crowd feel them and they went on first
It's the monitor, the soundman, it's the muthafuckin
Cats in this are haters and the whole crowd's white
Don't sleep, your impression is tight
And if would have happened, y'all'd had em snappin
Let me guess - you and girl had a conversation
Let me guess - she doesn't feel that you're being
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 stage really need to show and prove
Pay attention, pay respect, pay homage, pay dues
Be happy with your 20 minutes and your tickets
And go build your own if you think different
Hah, cause we ain't even to take y'all shit
The Micronauts have pinky rings to make y'all kiss
It's a road now, but who you think all this?
You're makin, you're lucky to be backstage pacin

Watch out, muthafucka, hear the big come
Like
(Here it come, here it come, it kiddy-come-come) --> Run-DMC

[ VERSE 3: Ali ]
Brother Ali backstage (Why is that?)
He to take control of his situation
He's a million from home and his dick is on hard
And these girls are gonna make him prove he believe in God
I'm by an overfriendly poetry chick
Who keeps showin me hip cause she know she thick
And if I met her on the street I wouldn't look twice
But at a show with my ego on swoll she like
A master at applyin Maybelline thighs you'd love to lay between
Hair was fly with raving sheen, gigantic eyes in green
Revealin just enough to let me she got it
But concealin just to let imagination frolic
Let me - my poetry 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 capture the flow
She like, "Come on Ali, it ain't to dance"
By the end of the song, girl, I be rubbin ass
And by the end of the I might be fuckin you fast
Then my wife probably a new husband and dash