Artist: Jehst, J-Zone and Harry Love
Album: N/A
Song: Staircase to StageLyricsMX.com - Staircase to Stage (Jehst, J-Zone and Harry Love)
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I lost hope, toking a hot roach,
breathe in the black smoke,
treating these raps like a bad joke.
Mad broke, saving 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 joyriding till I get to where the stars are.
Bling blingin like Zsa Zsa'a rings
but you'll funny haha like Jahjah Binks.
I got the same faded Carhartt since '94,
still hungover from the night before.
Head banging like thrash metal.
F*** getting sucked in by the candy like Hansel and Gretal.
Leaving mans unsettled by the way that I drop,
f*** a foot in the door, I'll be breaking the lock and taking the lot.
So don't stand in the way of my props
I'm staying hardcore while your playing at popstar!
But what for? I'm not sure,
a couple of bottles of wine and Calvin Klien
now your soft jaw.
Thinking you got yours, nowadays Hip Hop is a lost cause
f*** rapping I'd rather mop floors or flip burgers
than pay these hipocrites my lip service.
Spliff burning until we turn into sick hermits.
All city like bus permits when I drop rough verses
flinging fakes in a hot furnace.
Stop acting like your not nervous
on wax I've got a body of work, like rock circus.
F*** tags I leave my name in the crop circles.
I run tracks 'cos I learnt how to hop hurdles.

From staircase to stage, minimum wage but soon to get an article in rap pages
From staircase to stage, minimum wage but soon to get an article in rap pages
From staircase to stage, minimum wage but soon to get an article in rap pages
From staircase to stage, minimum wage but soon to get an article in rap pages


F*** a job all I do is rest, dress
tags writting of rubbers when I drop my next cassette.
Head raps beefing, 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 squares beat instrumental DAT.
They say I'm weak and a rookie?
Ok, thats why your mother rocks a bra with a hoody!
Picture me doing a backspin, or pulling a mac ten
other rappers, thats the golden age man.
s*** you was wack then.
Who cares about Gazelles,deep crews and fades
2G is just the same I throw boos and eggs.
At the show she got mad 'cos I aint talking about upliftment.
My bad I was checking 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, spitting at co-workers
I'm looking up blouses but not clicking mouses and cursors.
Yo Harry I heard you look like Little Richard.
Tell them all f*** off 'cos I'm bloody wicked!