Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Staircase to Stage, artist - Jehst. Album song The Return of the Drifter, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.04.2011
Record label: YNR
Song language: English
Staircase to Stage |
From staircase to stage, minimum wage |
But soon to get an article in rap pages |
From staircase to stage, minimum wage |
But soon to get an article in rap pages |
I lost hope, toking a hot roach |
Breathe in the black smoke |
Treating these raps like a bad joke |
Mad broke, saving up coppers in a glass jar |
For a bag full of dope and a crate load of spava |
My flow is like a crow bar to a fast car |
I’m joyriding till I get to where the stars are |
Bling blingin like Zsa Zsa’a rings |
But your funny haha like Jahjah Binks |
I got the same faded Carhartt since '94 |
Still hungover from the night before |
Head banging like thrash metal |
Fuck getting sucked in by the candy like Hansel and Gretal |
Leaving mans unsettled by the way that I drop |
Fuck a foot in the door, I’ll be breaking the lock and taking the lot |
So don’t stand in the way of my props |
I’m staying hardcore while you’re playing the popstar |
But what for? |
I’m not sure |
A couple of bottles of wine and Calvin Klien in your soft draw |
Thinking you got yours, nowadays Hip Hop is a lost cause |
Fuck rapping I’d rather mop floors or flip burgers |
Than pay these hipocrites my lip service |
Spliff burning 'til we turn into sick hermits |
All city like bus permits when I drop rough verses |
Flinging fakes in a hot furnace |
Stop acting like your not nervous |
On wax I’ve got a body of work, like rock circus |
Fuck tags I leave my name in the crop circles |
I run tracks 'cos I learnt how to hop hurdles |
From staircase to stage, minimum wage |
But soon to get an article in rap pages |
From staircase to stage, minimum wage |
But soon to get an article in rap pages |
From staircase to stage, minimum wage |
But soon to get an article in rap pages |
From staircase to stage, minimum wage |
But soon to get an article in rap pages |
Fuck a job all I do is rest and dress |
Tags writing of rubbers when I drop my next cassette |
Head raps beefing, bring the mad cow on |
Zone echos off your dome like the Shut 'em Down horns |
Wack demos find a place in my trash can (remember that) |
Right next to the swizz beats instrumental DAT |
They say I’m weak and a rookie |
Ok, thats why your mother rocks a bra with a hoody |
Picture me doing a backspin, or pulling a mac ten |
(I've been rapping since the golden age man) |
Shit, you was wack then |
Who cares about Gazelles, deep crews and fades |
2G is the same I throw boos and eggs |
At the show she got mad 'cos I ain’t talking about upliftment |
My bad I was checking where that big booty chick went (bitch!) |
But I’m broke so I’m done with hoes |
I need a cheque that looks digital with 1's and 0's |
Maybe I should get a job, spitting at co-workers |
I’m looking up blouses but not clicking mouses and cursors |
Yo Harry I heard you look like Little Richard |
Tell 'em all (fuck off) 'cos I’m (bloody wicked) |