Lyrics:
takin'-your-clothes-off-an'-hangin'-from-a-cross-in-front-a'-the-Tri-County-Fairgrounds
Is not necessarily an assurance that the crowd ain't gonna start throwin' tomatas
An' when ya arrive at four for a five o'clock show
An' the stage
Gettin' them goddamn pretty white girls
That goddamn snort cocaine on stage and shit
I'm 'bout to start getting my dick sucked on stage
I'm 'bout
and bring it back to the family everybody round me eatin'
And if I'm on the stage and nigga in the crowd play crazy
We gon' jump up off the stage we gon'
my way out
Shake your hips and do the splits
The stage is ready and we arrive
This is the moment I feel alive
Back on the road
On the next
pride for it
Apply for a job just to get denied for it
So many tries to sign but I decide for it
On the stage of life Titans
Still collide for it
Last
(If I got any whiskey)
(Cha, cha, cha)
If I could stick my pen in my heart
Spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you? Would it slide
It's fifty K to go on stage (Ha ha ha ha ha)
Woo, woo, woo
I don't got time for no minimum wage
It's fifty K to go on stage woo, woo, woo
Look, I pop
the stage
Niggas take the fade like a super cut
Immediately stage my scenery so I chew it up
And I spit it out like I was puking
That's why you threw it
to shake (in my own image)
When I take the rest from the game I still scrimmage
Live on stage or alive in the booth
I get live on the living and exploit
D-D-Daytrip took it to ten (hey)
Baby, I can't lie, you look amazing
Like the models in my Playboy pages
Flashback to my immature stages
I done
I'm Jonathan Majors
'Fore I got it on stages, I got it in stages
I'm Ivan Toney the way they're watchin' my wages
You fat fucker, made five K, it's
you, deffo
Tell me 'bout your future, tell me what's the end-goal
We came from the ghetto
The ghetto where we came from
We moved on from stage one,
get out of bed
Don't end up stranded
Horrified with each stone
On the stage, my little dark age
Picking through the cards
Knowing what's nearby
It should be, Wall Street y'all and Slum V
But no, nope, you runnin rhyme like Young Zee
Heh, you was a clown in school
Only nigga on stage in
Another dreamer steps onto the stage
He sings his hope and his fear and his rage
As the applause from the crowd start to fade
He hears them swallow
From the streets to the stage of Hollywood
Back to the blessings
And the love in the hood
[Chorus]
I'm just a girl tryna make a way (ohhhohhh)
eyes upon the stage
Watch us now devour
Everything that gets in our way
[Chorus]
Your fascination with my creation
Adds stimulation rock til
followed me out
I waved down low to the crowd
As I busted ass on the front of the stage
Oh-oh Oh!
They're watching me, watching me fall
Maybe it was
me just to see what I finally lost
So I guess I'm just a fiend
Consumed by the scene
The stage and the screen where it's just me and Keane
And if I
followed me out
I waved down low to the crowd
as I busted ass on the front of the stage
[Chorus]
Oh-oh Oh!
They're watching me, watching me fall
could tell you on it
It's the millennium, I'm trying to light up the stage
And I be taking it to the max, because I want to stay paid
You know
tryna get it right (yeah, yeah)
I just hit the stage, forty days and forty nights
Tired for real (yeah), grindin' for real (yeah)
They say his heart is
your stage all this shit in all juggalos names
As soon as I walk in the door I set it off I slap Fred Durst and the guy who plays "Ross" so tipped
stages now its back to minimum wages
It ain't outrageous cause its prolly the truth
And now you're nameless skill and a mill and a half on recruit
Fine
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