Luyện nghe bài hát Back Stage Pacin'

[ 1: Brother Ali ]
promoter backstage pacin (Why is that?)
He's tryin to take of his situation
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 free water and
And if free beer payment is what you think
BK drank one and Ali drink
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 doesn't get it, I'm gonna go for wallet
Let me - the turnout wasn't quite what you expected
Let me guess - somethin that the club did wrecked it
Let me guess - it's to pack em in in this kind of weather
And nobody wanna come and party 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 my family
You just gon' to understand me
Backstage

[ VERSE 2: Ali ]
Opening act backstage (Why is that?)
They tryin take control of they
But they mad salty cause they they fuckin matchin shirts
And the crowd feel them and they went on first
It's the monitor, the soundman, it's the mics
in this state are haters and the whole crowd's white
Don't sleep, Wu-Tang impression is tight
And if blah-blah would have happened, y'all'd had em
Let me guess - you and girl had a conversation
Let me guess - she feel that you're being compensated
Let me guess - been rappin for a year and a half
And you mad brave when you get a little beer in ass
At this y'all really need to show and prove
Pay attention, pay respect, pay homage, pay dues
Be happy with your 20 minutes and your drink
And go build your own scene if you different
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 think paved all
You're mad-face makin, you're lucky to be 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 take of his situation
He's a million miles from home and his dick is on
And these girls are gonna make him 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 twice
But at a show with my ego on swoll she like
A master at Maybelline with thighs you'd love to lay between
Hair was fly with sheen, gigantic eyes in hazel green
just enough to let me know she got it
But concealin just enough to let imagination
Let me - my poetry makes you feel so inspired
Let me - the way I play off the vibe makes you excited
Let me guess - you wanna go and party 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 night I might be you fast
Then my wife probably find a new and dash