Luyện nghe bài hát Back Stage Pacin'

[ 1: Brother Ali ]
Show promoter pacin (Why is that?)
He's tryin to control of his situation
He know well he ain't got the money I expect to have
So I'm all the backstage in my record bag
But that's what you get you don't pay shit
Cause I can't pay my rent on free water and
And if free beer means is what you think
BK drank one and Ali don't
So the fetti, cheddar 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 forfeit
And if that get it, I'm gonna go for your wallet
Let me guess - the turnout quite what you expected
Let me guess - somethin that the owner did wrecked it
Let me guess - it's to pack em in in this kind of weather
And wanna come and party after 9/11
not a MP, that's a YP - your problem
You to have this shit planned out before callin
This is not a game to me, dog, you stealin from my
You just gon' have to me
Backstage

[ VERSE 2: Ali ]
Opening act pacin (Why is that?)
They tryin control of they 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 muthafuckin
Cats in this state are haters and the whole crowd's
sleep, your Wu-Tang impression is tight
And if blah-blah would have happened, had em snappin
Let me guess - you and girl had a conversation
Let me guess - she feel that you're being compensated
Let me guess - you've been for a year and a half
And you mad brave when you get a beer in your ass
At this stage y'all really need to show and
Pay attention, pay respect, pay homage, pay dues
Be happy with 20 minutes and your drink tickets
And go your own scene if you think different
Hah, cause we ain't even triyn to y'all shit
The Micronauts have pinky 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, hear the big come
Like
(Here it come, here it come, it kiddy-come-come) --> Run-DMC

[ 3: Brother Ali ]
Brother Ali backstage (Why is that?)
He tryin to control of his situation
He's a million miles from and his dick is on hard
And these are gonna make him prove that he believe in God
I'm haunted by an overfriendly chick
Who showin me hip cause she know that she thick
And if I met her on the street I probably look twice
But at a show my ego on swoll she look like
A master at applyin with thighs you'd love to lay between
Hair was fly raving sheen, gigantic eyes in hazel green
Revealin just to let me know she got it
But concealin enough to let imagination frolic
Let me guess - my poetry makes you 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 hopin that the two of us could the flow
She like, "Come on Ali, it nothin to dance"
By the end of the song, girl, I be your ass
And by the end of the night I be fuckin you fast
Then my wife probably find a new husband and