Lyrics:
a swinging door
The dues have been minimal
Started out getting picked up at airports by chauffeur's
More than lucky that's for sure
Backstage
It's kinda lonely
got three old ones back, dope
I was at the first woodstock, backstage
I smoked a joint and dropped acid with jimmie page
I can't believe it's all over
could talk, distanced by all that was between us
A lord of the backstage, a creature of language
I'm so far out and I'm too far in
I just wanted you
Show promoter backstage pacin (Why is that?)
He's tryin to take control of his situation
He know damn well he ain't got the money I expect to have
eyes
Juke box hero, he'll come alive tonight
In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour
Thought he passed his own shadow, by the backstage door
on the run
I'm a low down
Mister fly by night
Baby slow down
Let me show you right
I sure don't wanna hurt no one
So, don't tell me you love me
Only bull you should take is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and Mighty Thor
I everlast, pen is mightier than sword
Finish writin', then record,
It ain't a needle in a vein
It ain't backstage sex
It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet
It ain't havin' a posse full of hangers on following
(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
doceń ten gest
Coś chciało tak, byś dziś uwolnił się
Popatrz inaczej to od losu szansa
Że rzuciłeś kurwę i wyrwałeś z bagna
Zobacz same plusy,
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)
I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper
my nine
Chorus [Different Variations]
[Verse]
Can't find a nigga in the hood, that say "50 ain't hot"
When I drop, I'm sound like Eminem and Kid Rock
is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and Mighty Thor
I everlast, pen is mightier than sword
Finish writin', then record, replenish, keep writin'
Some changed identities
And all the truth that I can tell
And all the truth that I can tell
I pace the dressing room
I feel myself consumed
By joy
think we live in era meant for me
Experimentally I found a way to spread the terror mentally
When I stumbled upon this resolution
By usin' a special
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens and she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside
feelings
Is something that you can't outrun
Whoa, whoa
You can't unlive where you're from
I know women who used to love by the hour
I've seen men fall
wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck (woo)
Look homie, ain't nothin' changed, hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in
You're the one that got away
You're gonna hear your song someday
Now I'm talking to the sweet thing
Backstage in Tennessee
She says she wants to take
Eminem
Or Marshall, as others have informed me
Christopher Reeves here
You had better not talk behind my back
Or I will kick your ass the minute I
hangin' with the band, I met you backstage
I was turnt up with the gang and we was tryna rage
I put my weed in the fronto and take it to the face
My car
a dreamer
When I turn my back
You're by my side
Well I fought my way
Through the back-stage door
Staring at my goal
Till my eyes get sore
just wanna move with you)
You're diggin' my groove (you're diggin' my groove)
I look like a move to ya
Sip by sip, girl
Let me see the way that you
the weather
I weather the storm until it's better
And these fake ass niggas wanna shake my hand
Instagram hoes backstage with fans
And the snakes in
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