Lyrics:
his ass when I draw like the backspace
Get the backend when Im done, when I'm backstage
Need full price, that's just what the tax say
Get the cap first
made
Good day
Good night
I'll see you all so soon
Good times
Good days
I'll meet you backstage
Oh lover, lover, lover, lover, lover
Like the real
I'm the trash-picking
Customer ass-kissing
Cook in a jazz kitchen
Cooking till the brass section
Begins their last session
Fueled by ambition
the _Homiez_
But now I must remember all about my tenderonis
You're lonely by your homey baby I know how you're feelin
You in the mood for some Sexual Healing
(And when I'm)
Backstage feelin down and the lights come on
No time to worry gotta hurry gotta sing my song
Gotta shake it off (shake it off)
And strike
activates part of you that don't mo, move
You back are gettin' closer but you don't have a clue
Who only plays by the tens on the 1 and 2
Hook (x2)
We can do
only plays by the tens on the 1 and 2
Hook (x4)
We can do it too
Funkanella, funkanella
[Killer Mike]
A knot to remove your crew of those
the workin'
Then I'ma leave you behind the iron curtain
And you'll remain backstage
Your book is over, I ripped your last page
Changed the endin', at least
couldn’t check me
Like a game nig**, king me
Go on and make a move, it’s all on you
Playing by the rule, is what I do
I could chew it up nig**, M&M’s
I'm a onstage rockstar
(Backstage pornstar)
Khloe on the Kar Dash'
(Kourtney on the on star)
Zoey Kravitz stumbling out the tele in a torn bra
might be
It's likely they just like me
We different but the same we covered
By the blood of the King
I don't do black music I
Don't do white music
I do
lawn
All his fans are trigger happy
Saying that I only rap fast on the beat
Well that's fine by me
'cause the man that you worship at the
Feet got his
[Hook]
Just wait
Till I
Apply
And touch
The sky
I won't
Give up
I try
I try
[Verse]
From your womb to your bloom to the tunes
In the walls in your
I give up the fight
Then I'll hold onto ghosts
They're around to console me
When I need it the most
You tell me I'm holding
My past by the throat
like bitches backstage who
Wanna sex me
Or baseball gloves all day tryin' to catch me
I run it like a track meet
But you never met me
Attract heat like
Hit me i like that
Hit me again!
Okay! I go by Weezy F b, that's who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new ID
I beat up the track like the new Ali
Saw the flash in '89 on a drop-by drive-by
Hit the Bat Cave when I fly by, told you I'm a fly guy
Bruce Wayne waiting for the signatures to catch you
that I brought my friends
She was fine, sweet with a touch of class
No Head, No Backstage Pass
Funk used to be a bad word to you
I couldn't stop myself
down, and all around
I just seen about a dozen people walk by me
That just had so much bitch-assness in them, it was ridiculous
Popcorn and sodas
jestem
Będę miał swoje groupies a nie wpuszczę je backstage
Z powrotem znaczy wpuszczę je na backstage nie wpuszczę na hotel
Znaczy poczekam aż uśniesz i
happens when we take away their market shares and their corduroy
I'm sick and tired of playing pretend,
In the backstage of what's done and said
I wanna
'm still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I don't hear to meet a soul
white trash
Miss me with the bullshit, get frisbee'd right back
I know Many Men who'd hit you with Fifty by chance
A bunch of conniving cons that are
and toast to Eminem
Cause he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy
But that was cool cause
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