Staircase to Stage

Lyrics
[Hook x2] "From staircase to stage, minimum wage But soon to get an article in rap page" [Verse 1: Jehst] I lost hope, tokin' a hot roach Breathe in the black smoke Treatin' these raps like a bad joke Mad broke, savin' up coppers in a glass jar For a bag full of dope and a crate load of spava My flow is like a crow bar to a fast car I'm joyridin' 'til I get to where the stars are Bling blingin' like Zsa Zsa'a rings But your funny, haha, like Jahjah Binks I've rocked the same faded Carhartt since '94 Still hungover from the night before Head bangin' like thrash metal Fuck gettin' sucked in by the candy like Hansel and Gretal Leavin' mans unsettled by the way that I drop Fuck a foot in the door, I'll be breakin' the lock and takin' the lot So don't get in the way of my props I'm stayin' hardcore, while you're playin' the pop star But what for?! I'm not sure A couple of bottles of wine and Calvin Klein in your sock draw Thinkin' you got yours, nowadays hip-hop's a lost cause Fuck rappin'! I'd rather mop floors or flip burgers Than pay these hypocrites my lip service Spliff burnin' 'til we turn into sick hermits All-city like bus permits when I drop rough verses Flingin' fakes in a hot furnace Stop actin' like your not nervous On wax, I've got a body of work like rock circus Fuck tags! I leave my name in the crop circles I run tracks 'cause I learnt how to hop hurdles [Hook x4] "From staircase to stage, minimum wage But soon to get an article in rap page" [Verse 2: J-Zone] Yo, fuck a job! All I do is rest and dress Tags writin' of rubbers when I drop my next cassette Head raps beefin', bring the mad cow on Zone echos off your dome like the Shut 'em Down horns Wack demos find a place in my trash can (Remember that) Right next to the Swizz Beats instrumental DAT They say I'm weak and a rookie? OK! That's why your mother rocks a bra with a hoodie Picture me doin' a backspin, or pullin' a MAC-10 (I've been rappin' since the golden age, man) Shit! You was wack then Who cares about Gazelles, deep crews and fades? 2G is the same, I throw boos and eggs At the show, she got mad 'cause I ain't talkin' about upliftment My bad, I was checkin' where that big booty chick went But I'm broke, so I'm done with hoes I need a cheque that looks digital with 1's and 0's Maybe I should get a job, spittin' at co-workers I'm lookin' up blouses, but not clickin' mouses and cursors Yo, Harry, I heard you look like Little Richard Tell 'em all (Fuck off!) 'cause I'm (Bloody wicked!) [Hook x6] "From staircase to stage, minimum wage But soon to get an article in rap page"
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Credits
- Producers
- Harry Love