Luyện nghe bài hát Back Stage Pacin'

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

[ VERSE 2: Ali ]
Opening act backstage (Why is that?)
They tryin take 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, the muthafuckin mics
Cats in this state are and the whole crowd's white
sleep, your Wu-Tang impression is tight
And if blah-blah would have happened, had em snappin
Let me guess - you and your had a conversation
Let me guess - she doesn't feel you're being compensated
Let me guess - you've rappin for a year and a half
And you mad brave when you get a little beer in ass
At this stage y'all really to show and prove
Pay attention, pay respect, pay homage, pay your
Be happy with your 20 minutes and drink tickets
And go build your own scene if you different
Hah, cause we ain't even to take y'all shit
The Micronauts should have rings to make y'all kiss
It's a road now, but who you think paved all
You're mad-face makin, you're lucky to be backstage

Watch out, muthafucka, the big Brother come
fee-fi-fo-fum
(Here it come, it come, here 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 miles from and his dick is on hard
And these girls are gonna him prove that 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 probably wouldn't look
But at a show with my ego on swoll she look
A master at applyin Maybelline with 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 enough to let frolic
Let me guess - my poetry you feel so inspired
Let me guess - the way I play off the makes you excited
Let me guess - you wanna go and party after the
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 night I be fuckin you fast
Then my wife probably a new husband and dash