Lyrics:
Backstage

're not invited? Don't you know that's why I like it? Backstage, there's no backstage for you Because backstage, there's not enough room for you Backstage Backstage Backstage Backstage

simplicities but I'm not asking for your sympathy Talk, we never could talk, distanced by all that was between us A Lord of the backstage, a creature

he never meant it and his car was just rented here's a drink, take a shot, take a sip, here's a glass use that backstage pass to give me backstage ass

kid, they all wanna touch On a nigga skin, they love me so much They all got P on they brain And at the show, do anything to get backstage Just so they

Backstage with the modern dancers She was stretching her arm, figuring the body When they were breathing they were shouting She was concentrating on her

The doorman said, "No head, no backstage pass" The doorman said, "No head, no backstage pass" The doorman said, "No head, no backstage pass" The doorman said, "No head, no backstage

Fuck! Over here lies Frisco, ... Fuckin' my town for press.... That's what I heard, I swear ... Fuck Frisco, man! LA ain't like this shit ... I tell you

a veces te veo y se que ya no estas y apareces en cualquier lugar espejos que no me dicen la verdad me confunden no quiero mirar fusionas mi cuerpo con

of the week it is So ... that backstage girl fall down to her knees to pray on my weaknesses But man can you fight her? Go ahead You'd think the backstage