| He’s tryin to take control of his situation
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| He know damn well he ain’t got the money I expect to have
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| So I’m stuffin all the backstage in my record bag
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| But that’s what you get when you don’t pay shit
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| Cause I can’t pay my rent on free water and chips
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| And if free beer means payment is what you think
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| BK drank one and Ali don’t drink
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| So produce the fetti, cheddar or whatever you call it
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| Go get your dough split and come the hell up off it
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| This is how I feed my family, so I’m not gonna forfeit
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| And if that doesn’t get it, I’m gonna go for your wallet
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| Let me guess — the turnout wasn’t quite what you expected
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| Let me guess — somethin that the club owner did wrecked it
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| Let me guess — it’s hard to pack em in in this kind of weather
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| And nobody wanna come and party after 9/11
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| That’s not a MP, that’s a YP — your problem
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| You need to have this shit planned out before callin
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| This is not a game to me, dog, you stealin from my family
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| You just gon' have to understand me
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| Backstage pacin
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| Opening act backstage pacin (Why is that?)
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| They tryin take control of they situation
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| But they mad salty cause they wore they fuckin matchin shirts
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| And the crowd didn’t feel them and they went on first
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| It’s the monitor, the soundman, it’s the muthafuckin mics
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| Cats in this state are haters and the whole crowd’s white
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| Don’t sleep, your Wu-Tang impression is tight
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| And if blah-blah would have happened, y’all’d had em snappin
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| Let me guess — you and your girl had a conversation
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| Let me guess — she doesn’t feel that you’re being compensated
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| Let me guess — you’ve been rappin for a year and a half
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| And you mad brave when you get a little beer in your ass
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| At this stage y’all really need to show and prove
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| Pay attention, pay respect, pay homage, pay your dues
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| Be happy with your 20 minutes and your drink tickets
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| And go build your own scene if you think different
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| Hah, cause we ain’t even triyn to take y’all shit
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| The Micronauts should have pinky rings to make y’all kiss
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| It’s a road now, but who you think paved all this?
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| You’re mad-face makin, you’re lucky to be backstage pacin
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| Fee-fi-fo-fum
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| Watch out, muthafucka, hear the big Brother come
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| Like fee-fi-fo-fum
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| (Here it come, here it come, here it kiddy-come-come)
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| Brother Ali backstage pacin (Why is that?)
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| He tryin to take control of his situation
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| He’s a million miles from home and his dick is on hard
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| And these girls are gonna make him prove that he believe in God
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| I’m haunted by an overfriendly poetry chick
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| Who keeps showin me hip cause she know that she thick
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| And if I met her on the street I probably wouldn’t look twice
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| But at a show with my ego on swoll she look like
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| A master at applyin Maybelline with thighs you’d love to lay between
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| Hair was fly with raving sheen, gigantic eyes in hazel green
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| Revealin just enough to let me know she got it
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| But concealin just enough to let imagination frolic
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| Let me guess — my poetry makes you feel so inspired
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| Let me guess — the way I play off the vibe makes you excited
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| Let me guess — you wanna go and party after the show
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| And you were hopin that the two of us could capture the flow
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| She like, «Come on Ali, it ain’t nothin to dance»
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| By the end of the song, girl, I be rubbin your ass
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| And by the end of the night I might be fuckin you fast
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| Then my wife probably find a new husband and dash |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Back Stage Pacin' , by - Brother Ali. Song from the album Shadows On The Sun, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп