KXNG Crooked & Joell Ortiz

Backstage
Yes, sir, man Aight cha, y'all know what it is, let's go Slaughterhouse on three, c'mon man One, two, three Four of us backstage, we say a prayer Come out one-by-one and sound off, I see it like I'm there Every hand in the air, felt energy everywhere Point that mic in the crowd, they go line-for-line anywhere in a song Organically built an empire Once that spark matched the talent on paper, I knew we'd catch fire From red spiders to pullin' up in that red spider The sold-out shows without Joe, we tore that Best Buy up Before Royce and Crook was sober, man, this shit was ill We sipped Tequil' Give groupie bitches the dick and chill Joe ain't drink, but he partied on them prescription pills The one video depicted how we was livin' for real Backstage, man, we was like brothers (Brothers) Nobody would fall 'cause everyone would be each other's crutches But here's a little somethin' you ain't know: We split the dough And after the tour was over, so was the show No hangin' out, no phone calls, just holiday texts And emails from management on what's probably up next But no amount of money is bigger than ego Letras de cancionesNiggas doin' deals on the side like Nicki in Casino Joe, you thought you was the head gambino Made decisions with no regard for the next man, we know (We know) That Rollie lit up nice, it had the large dial But you was on your ish for that ice just like you are now Royce, we was pretty tight and you got around Mike And let him sell you Joell lies at a discount price But you know Quick, nigga, the block enforcer Only thing you had up on me was that rocket launcher Got guns too, we had some fun too Mic check, one, two, so this is what it's come to That last phone call revealed it was the last days Man, I wish real life was like backstage Green room bottles full as fuck Bad bitches around that nobody else can touch Bags full of money, choppers on the bus The four-headed monster, who want a problem with us? But, see, the problem was us And a whole lotta stuff we probably shoulda discussed But we here now, no goin' back, hey At least shit was real when we was backstage Dear God, thank you for lettin' me wake up Feel like I'm in the land of Canaan Feel like we are the sons of Jacob Four brothers who destined to break up But where we meet up in Egypt to make up The snake up the tree of life who offered the apple to Eve See, I bit the forbidden fruit, then I hit the chapel to grieve 'Cause I knew the truth, in Babylon, shackled by thieves In the lion's den, I triumphed when Daniel believed I was a slave to my loyalty Measure the precious like tryna measure the deserts Feelin' lesser and lesser Joseph never treasured my efforts He couldn't spot a G.O.A.T., like shepherds and leopards But I'm a king like Nebuchadnezzar (Yessir) Bag of gold for us, I took the Zion But the three-man story didn't fit in the Book of Ryan I would be lyin' if I didn't say that rock hit me Like the one that shocked Goliath the Giant, I dropped quickly I was tryna organize the last supper If Joseph is married to retirement, why we makin' the fans suffer? Y'all makin' our path rougher In the belly of the whale like Jonah, we ate sushi And that's such a rap hustler for ya I'm the Samson that y'all made Delilah gave me a ball fade Cut off my crown, now I'm tied to two pillars Enemies all around 'Til God sent me the strength to bring the house of slaughter down (Word) I died and came back as John the Elder Wrote a book about our bad ways A revelation 'bout our last days Now it ain't nothin' left to tell ya, this the last page The story's over, no more backstage I guess I thought shit was sweet 'Cause sugar and salt look the same, you know what I mean? It wasn't real And God gave me the signs, that's why this verse is biblical Green room bottles full as fuck Bad bitches around that nobody else can touch Bags full of money, choppers on the bus The four-headed monster, who want a problem with us? But, see, the problem was us And a whole lotta stuff we probably shoulda discussed But we here now, no goin' back, hey At least shit was real when we was backstage From Letras Mania