Luyện nghe bài hát Back Stage Pacin'

[ VERSE 1: Ali ]
Show backstage pacin (Why is that?)
tryin to take control of his situation
He know damn he ain't got the money I expect to have
So I'm stuffin all the in my record bag
But that's what you get when you pay shit
Cause I can't pay my rent on water and chips
And if free beer means payment is what you
BK one and Ali don't drink
So the fetti, cheddar or whatever you call it
Go get your split and come 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 - the turnout wasn't quite what you expected
Let me guess - somethin that the owner did wrecked it
Let me guess - it's hard to pack em in in this kind of
And nobody wanna come and party 9/11
not a MP, that's a YP - your problem
You need to have this shit planned out callin
This is not a game to me, dog, you from my family
You just gon' have to me
Backstage

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

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

[ VERSE 3: Ali ]
Brother Ali backstage (Why is that?)
He tryin to control of his situation
He's a million miles from home and his dick is on
And these girls are gonna make him prove he believe in God
I'm haunted by an overfriendly chick
Who keeps showin me hip she know that she thick
And if I met her on the I probably wouldn't look twice
But at a show with my ego on she look like
A master at Maybelline with thighs you'd love to lay between
Hair was fly raving sheen, gigantic eyes in hazel green
Revealin enough to let me know she got it
But concealin just enough to let imagination
Let me guess - my poetry you feel so inspired
Let me - the way I play off the vibe makes you excited
Let me guess - you go and party after the show
And you were that the two of us could 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 probably find a new husband and dash