Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Behind The Music , by - Doap Nixon. Release date: 21.07.2008
Song language: English
Behind The Music |
| Ay' Crew… that's ma word |
| Yo I almost ain’t make it here |
| (We here that) It’s been a long time comin' |
| The niggas that bet against me |
| Tell 'em what they tickets are |
| That’s word |
| Uh, get it, get it, then you make move |
| But the option of making it work is what you choose |
| Betta flip it, flip it, then you betta take it in |
| Stretch it, stretch it, turn it into cake |
| Betta step ya hustle game up wit a clear head |
| And getcha eyes checked cuz these niggas do steal bread |
| The love of money will make da Pope act funny |
| Cuz when you hungry feel that pain in your tummy |
| So I did it for self, moved at my own pace |
| Record Labels shut the door on my face |
| I’m tryna to focus-focus, betta get a bigga whip |
| Whole family is on stage when a nigga spit |
| Front row dudes peep outta nigga jewels' |
| Mommy right there is a stallion I’m tryna to get her thru |
| You think it’s all about gettin' this cash flow |
| I’m tryna to find a way to get around on these assholes |
| They wanna play you, burn you souffle you |
| Hesitate to pay you, push back your debut |
| I’m tryna to make it thru the week broke |
| Spittin' for A&R's in clouded whips of weed smoke |
| Loco-loco, son gon' crazy |
| Shawty wanna a nigga wit cash go get 'em baby |
| Tryna to juggle shawty and a hustle |
| Rap career plus addiction to a substance |
| It’s gettin' ill I ain’t seeing no progress |
| Light shut off I gotta crash at the God’s rest |
| Wakin' up on the couch no book on my lap |
| Need a good jux just to get back but small problem |
| When you in the hood wit drama |
| Niggas put a price on your wig like Osama |
| I had to get on a route that was all about spittin' heavy |
| Gettin' feddy, plus movin' out |
| Hold up, yo, I know you ain’t just say… |
| «When you in the hood wit drama |
| Niggas put a price on your wig like Osama» |
| C’mon Doap, you serious kid? |
| Ay' Crew bring it back to these niggas |
| Paz hit me, Planet been wit me |
| ATOP kept it real and stayed wit me |
| Shows in Poughkeepsie, niggas doin' it |
| Use to be scared to fell but now I’m thru wit it |
| Still gon' shit on a nigga no matter who he wit |
| Still got that thing in the box wit the ruger clips |
| Now these shawty’s askin' me to make it rain on 'em |
| I’m laughin' at these jawns pourin' champagne on 'em |
| And that’s the life that I live and I ain’t talkin' rap |
| I’m hearin' dudes runnin' they mouth we bout to call 'em back |
| Broke their interviews, whatcha readin' magazines |
| It’s my time fuckaz, I’m bout to wipe suckaz clean |
| What’s the rumors all these people countin' Kenny Cash |
| If I go broke? |
| Wifey can call Planet and Vinnie Paz |
| Plus my brother Reef, Mad gon' be a star |
| Tell the God meet me at the bar, bring a hundred large |
| Don’t believe the hype, God bout to blow it there |
| My left hook give you a real reason to hold ya head |
| Kamachi on the low, heard God blue wit dred |
| Crypt and Syze doin' them, matchin' whips — blue and red |
| I feel da time is perfect, Pharaohs gave me a purpose |
| Last deal was a circus, now I know how to work it |
| The kid you gotta love 'em, forest green Gucci buckets |
| Groupies on tour, we bet stacks on who gon' fuck 'em |
| Right now my name is heavy, option for any move |
| Deadline for the album depends on Kenny’s mood |
| Nobody knows the future but I can call the present |
| My spare time I’m wit Divine quotin' all my lessons |
| Y’all really think y’all know me but look 'Behind the Music' |
| And y’all gon' see the bullshit that’s behind this music |
| (Outro) Doap |
| What niggas!!! |
| I’m here |
| Y’all niggas that ain’t eatin' wit me step up from the table |
| Y’all done eatin' |
| ATOP what! |
| Stoupe bangaz |
| I gotchu daddy, Crew Cut that’s my dawg right there |
| Sour Diesel |