KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - Backstage lyrics

[KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - Backstage lyrics]

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
Niggas 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

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