Luyện nghe bài hát Back Stage Pacin'

[ VERSE 1: Ali ]
promoter backstage pacin (Why is that?)
He's tryin to take control of his
He know well he ain't got the money I expect to have
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 water and chips
And if free means payment is what you think
BK one and Ali don't drink
So produce the fetti, cheddar or 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 doesn't get it, I'm gonna go for your wallet
Let me guess - the wasn't quite what you expected
Let me guess - somethin that the club owner did it
Let me guess - hard to pack em in in this kind 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
This is not a game to me, dog, you stealin from my
You just have to understand me
Backstage

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

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

[ 3: Brother Ali ]
Ali backstage pacin (Why is that?)
He tryin to control of his situation
He's a million miles home and his dick is on hard
And these girls are make him prove that he believe in God
I'm haunted by an overfriendly chick
Who keeps showin me hip cause she know that she
And if I met her on the street I probably wouldn't look
But at a show with my ego on 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 just to let me know she got it
But concealin just to let imagination frolic
Let me guess - my poetry you feel so inspired
Let me guess - the way I play off the vibe makes you
Let me guess - you wanna go and party after the
And you were hopin that the two of us could 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 night I be fuckin you fast
Then my wife probably find a new husband and