3 Foot Tall lyrics - Classified
[Chorus:]
When you're alone, life can be a little rough.
It makes you feel like you're 3 foot tall.
When it's just you, well times can be tough.
When there's no one there to catch your fall.
(Ay ay ay ay)
3 foot tall
Like you're 3 foot tall
3 foot tall
When there's no one there to catch your fall
(Ay ay ay ay)
[Verse 1:]
I am from the cross roads, off roads
Dodgin' all of the pot holes, in my auto-mobile hollerin' out watch out
We lost hope like Bob Hope, so what are we supposed to follow?
I'm a leader not an apostle, but I believe in the freedom that God holds
(Shit) I'm on the top rope, ready to jump so watch close
Been criticized and boxed out since I was a snot nosed kid
We ain't livin' for tomorrow we live for the lord though
Everybody tryin' to fit in the crowd like wheres Waldo?
I freeze time like photographs livin' for the moment
I'm taking mental pictures reminiscing while I'm smokin'
When I see the the light of day right away ill ride away
Cause things I write and say give me direction like Michael Bay
I need somethin' in my life because my plans, they never work out
Like when I make plans to work out cause everything
Don't always turn out like you want them to, honest truth
Nahh ain't nothin' wrong with Luke go walk this path alone
But I need somebody here to talk me through, but who?
[Chorus:]
When you're alone, life can be a little rough.
It makes you feel like you're 3 foot tall.
When it's just you, well times can be tough.
When there's no one there to catch your fall [x2]
3 foot tall
Like you're 3 foot tall
3 foot tall
When there's no one there to catch your fall
[Verse 2:]
I know I have my unity, community,
But everyone that I did music with over the years disappeared,
When they're ain't too many still doin' this
Feeling like I've gone to war, lost my soldiers on the journey
Feeling like we built a team but ONLY I WEAR THE JERSEY yea
Everything comes and goes, I dealt with the undertow
Keeping my head above the water, pushed on, now I run the show
I know this situations never perfect deal with what you got
Never bite your tongue, tell your piece don't let them shut you up
They say everything about money, nah only business
If your friends think that, then you hang round money hungry bitches
The world is hollow y'all need to eat up I'm makin' a pot roast
These people are all over themselves and I ain't in to feeding no cockroach, ah
Wrong or right, I know the type don't be a dick head
Cause everything comes full circle jerk get it?
I ain't looking for the exit, I'm tryin' to show you where my head is
When you feel alone, play my song and that keeps us connected.
Check it
[Chorus]
When you're alone, life can be a little rough.
It makes you feel like you're 3 foot tall.
When it's just you, well times can be tough.
When there's no one there to catch your fall.
(Ay ay ay ay)
3 foot tall
Like you're 3 foot tall
3 foot tall
When there's no one there to catch your fall
(Ay ay ay ay)
[Verse 1:]
I am from the cross roads, off roads
Dodgin' all of the pot holes, in my auto-mobile hollerin' out watch out
We lost hope like Bob Hope, so what are we supposed to follow?
I'm a leader not an apostle, but I believe in the freedom that God holds
(Shit) I'm on the top rope, ready to jump so watch close
Been criticized and boxed out since I was a snot nosed kid
We ain't livin' for tomorrow we live for the lord though
Everybody tryin' to fit in the crowd like wheres Waldo?
I freeze time like photographs livin' for the moment
I'm taking mental pictures reminiscing while I'm smokin'
When I see the the light of day right away ill ride away
Cause things I write and say give me direction like Michael Bay
I need somethin' in my life because my plans, they never work out
Like when I make plans to work out cause everything
Don't always turn out like you want them to, honest truth
Nahh ain't nothin' wrong with Luke go walk this path alone
But I need somebody here to talk me through, but who?
[Chorus:]
When you're alone, life can be a little rough.
It makes you feel like you're 3 foot tall.
When it's just you, well times can be tough.
When there's no one there to catch your fall [x2]
3 foot tall
Like you're 3 foot tall
3 foot tall
When there's no one there to catch your fall
[Verse 2:]
I know I have my unity, community,
But everyone that I did music with over the years disappeared,
When they're ain't too many still doin' this
Feeling like I've gone to war, lost my soldiers on the journey
Feeling like we built a team but ONLY I WEAR THE JERSEY yea
Everything comes and goes, I dealt with the undertow
Keeping my head above the water, pushed on, now I run the show
I know this situations never perfect deal with what you got
Never bite your tongue, tell your piece don't let them shut you up
They say everything about money, nah only business
If your friends think that, then you hang round money hungry bitches
The world is hollow y'all need to eat up I'm makin' a pot roast
These people are all over themselves and I ain't in to feeding no cockroach, ah
Wrong or right, I know the type don't be a dick head
Cause everything comes full circle jerk get it?
I ain't looking for the exit, I'm tryin' to show you where my head is
When you feel alone, play my song and that keeps us connected.
Check it
[Chorus]
That's What I Do lyrics - Classified
That's What I Do
Yeah
Uh
Feelin kinda famous, yeah
That's What I Do
[Verse 1 - Classified:]
I'm feelin' kinda famous in my hometown
People hold me up, cause I hold 'em down
I never moved away from my family
And got the same friends as elementary
You know the name in the style
But don't know what I have
Cause in my circle of friends,
The one imposted and brag
Ended up insecure
Jealous of what others had
Glad I got raised a little different by my mother and dad
You know the name
I was a skater and a jock
Oh we showing off
My role-models were Wayne Gretzky and Tony Hawk
A "C"-student, I was average at best
Till I found hip hop and put my attitude to check
Then I found my identity, stopped caring about what anybody said to me
A lot of people make music to make you go forget about life
I make mine to hopefully help, you won't deal with it right
That's what I do!
[Chorus:]
You know it's all been done (that's what I do)
You know it's all been done (that's what I do)
How many times I got to tell ya (that's what I do)
I'm doin' this with or without cha (that's what I do)
I went through all of it and back again (that's what I do)
That's what I do, no need to ask again (that's what I do)
[Verse 2:]
And I ain't playing by the books, I don't know how
I write my own story as it goes down
And you can either love me or hate me
No one cares about the ones who play it safely
Even my manager at parties more than I do
I usually leave the party by two
Go get high and hit the drivethru
I feeling kinda old for this shit
But the kid inside of me don't know when to quit
Huh, I bring the weed to the party cause of courteous
I started burnin' it cause I was curious
Now marijuana is my reality
But never touch the harder stuff cause my addictive personality
I know my limits, what I can and what I can't do
I understand myself so I don't underhand my health
It's sheer determination and true grit face it
Don't follow any bad places
That's what I do!
[Hook:]
How many times I got to tell ya (that's what I do)
I'm doin' this with or without cha (that's what I do)
I went through all of it and back again (that's what I do)
That's what I do, no need to ask again (that's what I do)
[Verse 3:]
Yeah and it's true
I think about this music every day and night
I'm just passionate about the way I write
But every now and then I need to take a break from this
Cause I can't even raise my kid or take a shit without attempting to create a hit
My lifestyle ain't change since 19 and I'm,
Still at the liquor store gettin' ID'd with the,
Same crew, Jay brew, IV, and Mike B
Us losin' touch highly unlikely
Ask the wrong person, I'm a has-been and done-with
Ask the right person, I'm a legend who runs shit
You either gonna love this or dump this
But all I can do is keep it 100
That's what I did!
[Hook:]
How many times I got to tell ya (that's what I do)
I'm doin' this with or without cha (that's what I do)
I went through all of it and back again (that's what I do)
That's what I do, no need to ask again (that's what I do)
We know it's all be done before (that's what I do) [x2]
Yeah
Uh
Feelin kinda famous, yeah
That's What I Do
[Verse 1 - Classified:]
I'm feelin' kinda famous in my hometown
People hold me up, cause I hold 'em down
I never moved away from my family
And got the same friends as elementary
You know the name in the style
But don't know what I have
Cause in my circle of friends,
The one imposted and brag
Ended up insecure
Jealous of what others had
Glad I got raised a little different by my mother and dad
You know the name
I was a skater and a jock
Oh we showing off
My role-models were Wayne Gretzky and Tony Hawk
A "C"-student, I was average at best
Till I found hip hop and put my attitude to check
Then I found my identity, stopped caring about what anybody said to me
A lot of people make music to make you go forget about life
I make mine to hopefully help, you won't deal with it right
That's what I do!
[Chorus:]
You know it's all been done (that's what I do)
You know it's all been done (that's what I do)
How many times I got to tell ya (that's what I do)
I'm doin' this with or without cha (that's what I do)
I went through all of it and back again (that's what I do)
That's what I do, no need to ask again (that's what I do)
[Verse 2:]
And I ain't playing by the books, I don't know how
I write my own story as it goes down
And you can either love me or hate me
No one cares about the ones who play it safely
Even my manager at parties more than I do
I usually leave the party by two
Go get high and hit the drivethru
I feeling kinda old for this shit
But the kid inside of me don't know when to quit
Huh, I bring the weed to the party cause of courteous
I started burnin' it cause I was curious
Now marijuana is my reality
But never touch the harder stuff cause my addictive personality
I know my limits, what I can and what I can't do
I understand myself so I don't underhand my health
It's sheer determination and true grit face it
Don't follow any bad places
That's what I do!
[Hook:]
How many times I got to tell ya (that's what I do)
I'm doin' this with or without cha (that's what I do)
I went through all of it and back again (that's what I do)
That's what I do, no need to ask again (that's what I do)
[Verse 3:]
Yeah and it's true
I think about this music every day and night
I'm just passionate about the way I write
But every now and then I need to take a break from this
Cause I can't even raise my kid or take a shit without attempting to create a hit
My lifestyle ain't change since 19 and I'm,
Still at the liquor store gettin' ID'd with the,
Same crew, Jay brew, IV, and Mike B
Us losin' touch highly unlikely
Ask the wrong person, I'm a has-been and done-with
Ask the right person, I'm a legend who runs shit
You either gonna love this or dump this
But all I can do is keep it 100
That's what I did!
[Hook:]
How many times I got to tell ya (that's what I do)
I'm doin' this with or without cha (that's what I do)
I went through all of it and back again (that's what I do)
That's what I do, no need to ask again (that's what I do)
We know it's all be done before (that's what I do) [x2]
Inner Ninja lyrics - Classified (feat. David Myles)
[Sample from the movie "Beverley Hills Ninja":]
- Ninja? You're a ninja? Get out of here, you're a ninja!
- Yes, I am a ninja.
I read the rules before I broke 'em
I broke the chains before they choked me out
Now I pay close attention
When I learned the code
I learned to read the map before I hit the road
(Bounce and Bounce)
Hey yo, I know you never heard this before
But I'd rather lose a fight than miss the war
And I ain't wishing competition or fishin' for it
I'm just living in the system, conditions are poor
I've been lost in the rhythm and misinformed
Too many late nights hittin' the liquor store
Too many bad decisions, half assed attempts
No sweat, no fear, no blood, no tears
I go hard and I ain't makin' up no excuse
I'm overdue, I don't do what I'm supposed to do
Cause you can think about it man, we're supposed to lose
It ain't all picture perfect, ocean views
No, I was a first class rookie,
Takin' out bullies in my all black hoodie
Man of mystery, you know the history
Get it or forget it, cause poof, I'm outta here
I read the rules before I broke 'em (I broke 'em)
I broke the chains before they choked me out
And I paid close attention
When I learned the code
I learned to read the map before I hit the road
(But we say)
Nobody's gonna see me comin'
Nobody's gonna hear a sound
No matter how hard they're tryin'
No stoppin' me since I've found
My inner ninja [x4]
Hey yo, I've been high and I've been real low
I've been beaten and broken but I healed though
So many ups and downs, roughed up and clowned
We all got problems, but we deal though
I'm tryin' to do better now, find my inner peace
Learn my art form, and find my inner Chi
When my backs on the wall, I don't freeze up
Nah, I find my inner strength and I re-up
Here we go, I know I've never been the smartest or wisest
But I realize what it takes
Never dwell in the dark cause the sun always rises
But gotta make it to the next day
It's a feeling that you get in your lungs when you run
Like you're runnin' outta air and your breath won't come
And you (uh) wheezin', gotta keep it movin'
Find that extra (uhn) and push your way through it
I've had bad habits but I dropped em, (I dropped em)
I've had opponents but I knocked them out
I climbed the highest mountains
I swam the coldest seas
There ain't a thing I've faced that's been too much for me
(But we say)
Nobody's gonna see me comin'
Nobody's gonna hear a sound
No matter how hard they're tryin'
Nobody's gonna bring me down
Nobody's gonna see me comin'
Nobody's gonna hear a sound
No matter how hard they're tryin'
No stoppin' me since I've found
My inner ninja [x4]
I've had bad habits but I dropped em, (I dropped em)
I've had opponents but I knocked them out (kapow)
I climbed the highest mountains
I swam the coldest seas
There ain't a thing I've faced that's been too much for me
- Man, that was dope!
- You think?
- What're you, like, a third degree black belt?
- Actually, I'm not even in karate but I'm a fan!
My inner ninja!
- Ninja? You're a ninja? Get out of here, you're a ninja!
- Yes, I am a ninja.
I read the rules before I broke 'em
I broke the chains before they choked me out
Now I pay close attention
When I learned the code
I learned to read the map before I hit the road
(Bounce and Bounce)
Hey yo, I know you never heard this before
But I'd rather lose a fight than miss the war
And I ain't wishing competition or fishin' for it
I'm just living in the system, conditions are poor
I've been lost in the rhythm and misinformed
Too many late nights hittin' the liquor store
Too many bad decisions, half assed attempts
No sweat, no fear, no blood, no tears
I go hard and I ain't makin' up no excuse
I'm overdue, I don't do what I'm supposed to do
Cause you can think about it man, we're supposed to lose
It ain't all picture perfect, ocean views
No, I was a first class rookie,
Takin' out bullies in my all black hoodie
Man of mystery, you know the history
Get it or forget it, cause poof, I'm outta here
I read the rules before I broke 'em (I broke 'em)
I broke the chains before they choked me out
And I paid close attention
When I learned the code
I learned to read the map before I hit the road
(But we say)
Nobody's gonna see me comin'
Nobody's gonna hear a sound
No matter how hard they're tryin'
No stoppin' me since I've found
My inner ninja [x4]
Hey yo, I've been high and I've been real low
I've been beaten and broken but I healed though
So many ups and downs, roughed up and clowned
We all got problems, but we deal though
I'm tryin' to do better now, find my inner peace
Learn my art form, and find my inner Chi
When my backs on the wall, I don't freeze up
Nah, I find my inner strength and I re-up
Here we go, I know I've never been the smartest or wisest
But I realize what it takes
Never dwell in the dark cause the sun always rises
But gotta make it to the next day
It's a feeling that you get in your lungs when you run
Like you're runnin' outta air and your breath won't come
And you (uh) wheezin', gotta keep it movin'
Find that extra (uhn) and push your way through it
I've had bad habits but I dropped em, (I dropped em)
I've had opponents but I knocked them out
I climbed the highest mountains
I swam the coldest seas
There ain't a thing I've faced that's been too much for me
(But we say)
Nobody's gonna see me comin'
Nobody's gonna hear a sound
No matter how hard they're tryin'
Nobody's gonna bring me down
Nobody's gonna see me comin'
Nobody's gonna hear a sound
No matter how hard they're tryin'
No stoppin' me since I've found
My inner ninja [x4]
I've had bad habits but I dropped em, (I dropped em)
I've had opponents but I knocked them out (kapow)
I climbed the highest mountains
I swam the coldest seas
There ain't a thing I've faced that's been too much for me
- Man, that was dope!
- You think?
- What're you, like, a third degree black belt?
- Actually, I'm not even in karate but I'm a fan!
My inner ninja!
Anything Goes lyrics - Classified (feat. Saukrates & Skratch Bastid)
Anything Goes. (Yeah)
Anything Goes. (Yeah)
Anything Goes (uh, look)
Lo and behold, my mojo's out of control
Back at it, I'm no joke, going for gold
I've been around, put it down all over the globe
Still the Nova Scotian in me comes outta my mouth (The East Coast)
My accent is evident
No neglecting it I represent my residence (The East Coast)
And I don't hang with anyone who sell fish
Pass the weed I can smell it, ugh
Heavyweight. Attitude like Chevy Chase
I'm over thirty, it's too late for you to straight.
I don't ball. I ball hockey
Now what you call cocky, Bob Marley meets Paul Coffey
(People wake up)
Top of the morn'
I been a motherfucker way before my daughter was born.
Turn the clocks back, and check the lock on your door
Cause it ain't safe outside no more when anything goes
[Hook - Saukrates:]
I got the world in my palm
Lights, Camera, Action it's on
I can't describe what I'm feeling
Ain't never felt this freedom
I got the world in my palm
Lights, Camera, Action it's on
Ain't never felt this freedom
Could ya, could ya say that anything goes?
Anything goes. Anything go-o-oes.
I said anything goes, anything goes, anything go-o-oes.
I ain't on the same schedule as most, my demeanor and my timing is a little o-o-offbeat
Whether it's rhymes or the marketing schemes or the beats, best believe everything it's a-a-all me
I'm on stage free-styling off the head
Got the crowd reaching up, trying to grab me like the walking dead
I love hip-hop but fuck rap
Y'all can suck a dick and lick the nutsack to the buttcrack (people get up)
Life's a journey not a destination
People go to try to burn me with no hesitation
Can't change, you can only change me
I ain't losing any sleep, we ain't in the same league
Fans ain't buying albums anymore cause everyone's trying to make singles
Stop trying to pop overnight like a pringle
I built a foundation, a real fanbase and anything goes.
[Hook:]
[Ad-lib - Skratch Bastid]
Classic
The one and only
The real deal hip-hop
Now let's go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Anything goes
Yeah
It don't take much convincing to coax and to rope in these hoes when coke's in the nose and
Girls acting like morons
Face covered in make-up, putting more on and more on
Maybe it's a fact I'm a father to a daughter but a lot of these broads act real fucking dumb
And don't get it wrong, I enjoy having fun
But I know not to burn when I'm taking in the sun
Check the metaphor
I don't contaminate the reservoir
I stay pure, overthinking til' my head is sore
I see what I see, I know what I know, but yo, something gotta give when anything goes.
[Hook]
[Ad-lib]
Anything goes
Anything Goes. (Yeah)
Anything Goes (uh, look)
Lo and behold, my mojo's out of control
Back at it, I'm no joke, going for gold
I've been around, put it down all over the globe
Still the Nova Scotian in me comes outta my mouth (The East Coast)
My accent is evident
No neglecting it I represent my residence (The East Coast)
And I don't hang with anyone who sell fish
Pass the weed I can smell it, ugh
Heavyweight. Attitude like Chevy Chase
I'm over thirty, it's too late for you to straight.
I don't ball. I ball hockey
Now what you call cocky, Bob Marley meets Paul Coffey
(People wake up)
Top of the morn'
I been a motherfucker way before my daughter was born.
Turn the clocks back, and check the lock on your door
Cause it ain't safe outside no more when anything goes
[Hook - Saukrates:]
I got the world in my palm
Lights, Camera, Action it's on
I can't describe what I'm feeling
Ain't never felt this freedom
I got the world in my palm
Lights, Camera, Action it's on
Ain't never felt this freedom
Could ya, could ya say that anything goes?
Anything goes. Anything go-o-oes.
I said anything goes, anything goes, anything go-o-oes.
I ain't on the same schedule as most, my demeanor and my timing is a little o-o-offbeat
Whether it's rhymes or the marketing schemes or the beats, best believe everything it's a-a-all me
I'm on stage free-styling off the head
Got the crowd reaching up, trying to grab me like the walking dead
I love hip-hop but fuck rap
Y'all can suck a dick and lick the nutsack to the buttcrack (people get up)
Life's a journey not a destination
People go to try to burn me with no hesitation
Can't change, you can only change me
I ain't losing any sleep, we ain't in the same league
Fans ain't buying albums anymore cause everyone's trying to make singles
Stop trying to pop overnight like a pringle
I built a foundation, a real fanbase and anything goes.
[Hook:]
[Ad-lib - Skratch Bastid]
Classic
The one and only
The real deal hip-hop
Now let's go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Anything goes
Yeah
It don't take much convincing to coax and to rope in these hoes when coke's in the nose and
Girls acting like morons
Face covered in make-up, putting more on and more on
Maybe it's a fact I'm a father to a daughter but a lot of these broads act real fucking dumb
And don't get it wrong, I enjoy having fun
But I know not to burn when I'm taking in the sun
Check the metaphor
I don't contaminate the reservoir
I stay pure, overthinking til' my head is sore
I see what I see, I know what I know, but yo, something gotta give when anything goes.
[Hook]
[Ad-lib]
Anything goes
I Only Say It Cause It's True lyrics - Classified (feat. Raekwon & Kuniva)
[Verse 1 - Raekwon:]
More love for crowdads, them wheels is old mags
Factory joints, I sit back in gold glasses
Count mind out on the grind, slow motion
Blunts lit, guns is big, strong noses
Drinking don, holy O, playing spades
Got my knife out
Choppin through duffle bags of haze
Packing money talkin shit, watchin netflix vibin
My bitch is a grishan, 45 beside me
You know the draw full of that cocaine
10 000 square feet of lab
I live with a crow flame, a nickname is cashis
Ass is Jurassic, black cards, wet click, she classic
Know we from where the drugs be flowing
And the slight medic need here
You might get left in the cold wind
Bloodline is gangster, you niggas is wanksters
We kill for real, keep it movin and drink piss
[Hook - Classified:]
I can never hate a man for bein himself
I wish you nothin but the best in sickness and health
Through the battles and the travels and everything else
I call it how I see it, yeah best believe I only say it
Cause it's true, we so real
No need to sugar coat it, we only say it cause it's true
[Verse 2 - Classified:]
I don't care who's eyes are on me, I unroll my dirty laundry
I try to keep it classy, they try to say it's raunchy
They call me bald honky, eyebrows like sean connery
But either way I get that thumbs up like Fonzie
All the way across seas, to the long beach palm trees
To the new york concrete, there ain't a place beyond reach
I planted seeds and my crop finally started sprouting
I learned the art of rap, You learned the art of choking
You'll never see this artist frozen like the arctic ocean
With every bar I've spoken, I put my heart and soul in
I'm too intelligent to say you thin and dumb it down
They try to shut me up but every show I shut it down (shut it down)
How's that work, I go all out, I'm all in
In the jungle, late night, burning my stripes, diggin my claws in
[Roar]
I'm a tiger that's been brought up in a lion's den
But I'm still product of my environment
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Kuniva:]
They said D12 was a koke until we reached a million
Did it 2 more times, they sick we in the building
Can't stop momentum, no matter what you'll be kill em
Love to OD, B, D12 is for the children
Keep napis kuniva's only speakin the doctrine
From the prophet's point of view that alone will strengthen the conscience
Still enjoy when the bad chicks in my boxers
And hit the king offer to monster, that is proper
Came step out of my ghetto ways
A product of my enviroinment, Fords and Chevrolets
And still manage to get caught up with the metal sprays
Cemetery where cold bodies and rose petals lay
It's all the same, worldwide
So the hate it get swallowed up with the chaser
I'm about... the paper, plus that's the only way they gonna hear you
Better yet, fear you, real recognize real
And class is lookin real familiar
[Hook]
More love for crowdads, them wheels is old mags
Factory joints, I sit back in gold glasses
Count mind out on the grind, slow motion
Blunts lit, guns is big, strong noses
Drinking don, holy O, playing spades
Got my knife out
Choppin through duffle bags of haze
Packing money talkin shit, watchin netflix vibin
My bitch is a grishan, 45 beside me
You know the draw full of that cocaine
10 000 square feet of lab
I live with a crow flame, a nickname is cashis
Ass is Jurassic, black cards, wet click, she classic
Know we from where the drugs be flowing
And the slight medic need here
You might get left in the cold wind
Bloodline is gangster, you niggas is wanksters
We kill for real, keep it movin and drink piss
[Hook - Classified:]
I can never hate a man for bein himself
I wish you nothin but the best in sickness and health
Through the battles and the travels and everything else
I call it how I see it, yeah best believe I only say it
Cause it's true, we so real
No need to sugar coat it, we only say it cause it's true
[Verse 2 - Classified:]
I don't care who's eyes are on me, I unroll my dirty laundry
I try to keep it classy, they try to say it's raunchy
They call me bald honky, eyebrows like sean connery
But either way I get that thumbs up like Fonzie
All the way across seas, to the long beach palm trees
To the new york concrete, there ain't a place beyond reach
I planted seeds and my crop finally started sprouting
I learned the art of rap, You learned the art of choking
You'll never see this artist frozen like the arctic ocean
With every bar I've spoken, I put my heart and soul in
I'm too intelligent to say you thin and dumb it down
They try to shut me up but every show I shut it down (shut it down)
How's that work, I go all out, I'm all in
In the jungle, late night, burning my stripes, diggin my claws in
[Roar]
I'm a tiger that's been brought up in a lion's den
But I'm still product of my environment
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Kuniva:]
They said D12 was a koke until we reached a million
Did it 2 more times, they sick we in the building
Can't stop momentum, no matter what you'll be kill em
Love to OD, B, D12 is for the children
Keep napis kuniva's only speakin the doctrine
From the prophet's point of view that alone will strengthen the conscience
Still enjoy when the bad chicks in my boxers
And hit the king offer to monster, that is proper
Came step out of my ghetto ways
A product of my enviroinment, Fords and Chevrolets
And still manage to get caught up with the metal sprays
Cemetery where cold bodies and rose petals lay
It's all the same, worldwide
So the hate it get swallowed up with the chaser
I'm about... the paper, plus that's the only way they gonna hear you
Better yet, fear you, real recognize real
And class is lookin real familiar
[Hook]
Growing Pains lyrics - Classified
[Hook]
Getting all these thoughts in my head
Cause I know that things will change
Yeah I know that things will change
Getting all these thoughts in my head
Cause Tomorrow won't be the same
But tomorrow won't be the same
[Verse 1:]
I pull up to the traffic light, red light, coasting
Glancing the rear view as your eyelids slowly closing
Adjust the radio turn it lower and let your song play
Slowly go to sleep get some rest it's been a long day
I don't need too much I just want to make my kids proud
Wishing that her life can stay as peaceful as it is now
Nothing stays the same though, day in to day out
The forecast changes so you got to keep your raincoat close
I hope that you and your sister can work through the bruises and blisters
The sibling rivalry when you argue and bicker
Lot of pain lot of joy
You'll go through what I went through with her
Ain't nothing to it if you keep your family rooted, ughh
Don't grow up too quick
Enjoy the freedom when you're young before you lose it
You already trying to tell me that you a big girl
I'm scared as hell to let my little baby grow up in this big world
I will be asking where you're going who's your friends what you up to
Over protective but that don't mean I don't trust you
I just don't trust everybody you go party with
I've been in your position baby girl I know how hard it is
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
And I know that you won't agree with my rules
Probably around the time you attending high school
I'll tell ya don't smoke, don't drink, or buy booze
You'll say that I'm a hypocrite cause I do it and get high too
But do you really wanna look and feel like I do?
At your age you don't want to walk in my shoes
Get up your marks get up your smarts get up your IQ
The real party it don't start until after high school
So don't stress who's popular and best dressed
Forget the peer pressure ain't no one to impress
Besides everyone in high school who seem cool
That's it; they usually never see their dreams through
There's so many right and wrongs when you raise a kid
I just want that father and daughter relationship
I know in time, that we'll argue and you'll hate me
But I pray to God you'll thank me,
Like dad I'm glad you raised me
[Hook]
Getting all these thoughts in my head
Cause I know that things will change
Yeah I know that things will change
Getting all these thoughts in my head
Cause Tomorrow won't be the same
But tomorrow won't be the same
[Verse 1:]
I pull up to the traffic light, red light, coasting
Glancing the rear view as your eyelids slowly closing
Adjust the radio turn it lower and let your song play
Slowly go to sleep get some rest it's been a long day
I don't need too much I just want to make my kids proud
Wishing that her life can stay as peaceful as it is now
Nothing stays the same though, day in to day out
The forecast changes so you got to keep your raincoat close
I hope that you and your sister can work through the bruises and blisters
The sibling rivalry when you argue and bicker
Lot of pain lot of joy
You'll go through what I went through with her
Ain't nothing to it if you keep your family rooted, ughh
Don't grow up too quick
Enjoy the freedom when you're young before you lose it
You already trying to tell me that you a big girl
I'm scared as hell to let my little baby grow up in this big world
I will be asking where you're going who's your friends what you up to
Over protective but that don't mean I don't trust you
I just don't trust everybody you go party with
I've been in your position baby girl I know how hard it is
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
And I know that you won't agree with my rules
Probably around the time you attending high school
I'll tell ya don't smoke, don't drink, or buy booze
You'll say that I'm a hypocrite cause I do it and get high too
But do you really wanna look and feel like I do?
At your age you don't want to walk in my shoes
Get up your marks get up your smarts get up your IQ
The real party it don't start until after high school
So don't stress who's popular and best dressed
Forget the peer pressure ain't no one to impress
Besides everyone in high school who seem cool
That's it; they usually never see their dreams through
There's so many right and wrongs when you raise a kid
I just want that father and daughter relationship
I know in time, that we'll argue and you'll hate me
But I pray to God you'll thank me,
Like dad I'm glad you raised me
[Hook]
Familiar lyrics - Classified (feat. Mike Boyd & DJ IV)
[Intro - DJ IV & Classified:]
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Yeah, like this
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Like this
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Bring the noise, come on
To the break of dawn it's on
[Verse 1 - Classified & Mike Boyd:]
Now when the East is in the house, Oh My God, danger
I'm not a law breaker I'm a law changer
Coming from the woods, I'm a park ranger
I run my empire like Darth Vader
Pack it up, pack it in, Mike Boyd and Class again
Don't it sound familiar man?
We causing shenanigans
We got the same parents, but we both bastards
We so ass backwards, like the writing on ambulances
Now let's get it all in perspective
For all y'all enjoyment, a song y'all connect with
I been through the trenches, fought, and found the exist
Erase my past like old texts from exes
It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
All these MCs nowadays sounding very old
But I'm feeling brand new, suited up like Harry Gold
Ready for another round like Larry Holmes
[Hook:]
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
To the break of dawn it's on
Bring the noise
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Something like this
Yeah Boy
No matter how I try I just can't get this off my mind
I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy
[Verse 2 - Classified & Mike Boyd:]
I'm about to hit you with that traditional style I call rocking
We at shows stomping, proceed without caution
No you can't block it, I pick and roll off him
Spit it with no options, until I hit exhaustion
Hit you with no delayin', so what you saying 'yo? '
Chillin' for a minute, I'll admit I'm laying low
Like a student passed the letters, I'm the teacher taking notes
I've been watchin', tauntin', but now I'm breaking out
And I'm thinking of a master plan
You better work it out and get your practice man
Damn a lot of time is waste to get it wasted
We half in a bag like potato sack races
I see no changes, nah all I see is racist faces
And these tasteless haters, so I stay sedated
And we crop out the negative like Photoshop,
Yes yes y'all and it don't stop
[Hook:]
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
To the break of dawn it's on
Bring the noise
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Something like this
Yeah Boy
No matter how I try I just can't get this off my mind
I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy
[Verse 3 - Classified & Mike Boyd:]
Yo Mic is chilling, Class is chilling
What more can I say we stay killing 'em
We are, ya I said it we are
Never are on the honor roll, but we got the streets smart
Never had to act tough, never tried to be hard
Never went to jail, and I've never seen the ER
Ain't nothing like bass to put a smile on your face
You can hear the 808 from a mile away
And if you see the smoke blowing, then we are higher than planes
Those Boyd's and their childish ways
[Hook:]
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
To the break of dawn it's on
Bring the noise
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Something like this
Yeah Boy
No matter how I try I just can't get this off my mind
I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Yeah, like this
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Like this
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Bring the noise, come on
To the break of dawn it's on
[Verse 1 - Classified & Mike Boyd:]
Now when the East is in the house, Oh My God, danger
I'm not a law breaker I'm a law changer
Coming from the woods, I'm a park ranger
I run my empire like Darth Vader
Pack it up, pack it in, Mike Boyd and Class again
Don't it sound familiar man?
We causing shenanigans
We got the same parents, but we both bastards
We so ass backwards, like the writing on ambulances
Now let's get it all in perspective
For all y'all enjoyment, a song y'all connect with
I been through the trenches, fought, and found the exist
Erase my past like old texts from exes
It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
All these MCs nowadays sounding very old
But I'm feeling brand new, suited up like Harry Gold
Ready for another round like Larry Holmes
[Hook:]
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
To the break of dawn it's on
Bring the noise
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Something like this
Yeah Boy
No matter how I try I just can't get this off my mind
I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy
[Verse 2 - Classified & Mike Boyd:]
I'm about to hit you with that traditional style I call rocking
We at shows stomping, proceed without caution
No you can't block it, I pick and roll off him
Spit it with no options, until I hit exhaustion
Hit you with no delayin', so what you saying 'yo? '
Chillin' for a minute, I'll admit I'm laying low
Like a student passed the letters, I'm the teacher taking notes
I've been watchin', tauntin', but now I'm breaking out
And I'm thinking of a master plan
You better work it out and get your practice man
Damn a lot of time is waste to get it wasted
We half in a bag like potato sack races
I see no changes, nah all I see is racist faces
And these tasteless haters, so I stay sedated
And we crop out the negative like Photoshop,
Yes yes y'all and it don't stop
[Hook:]
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
To the break of dawn it's on
Bring the noise
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Something like this
Yeah Boy
No matter how I try I just can't get this off my mind
I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy
[Verse 3 - Classified & Mike Boyd:]
Yo Mic is chilling, Class is chilling
What more can I say we stay killing 'em
We are, ya I said it we are
Never are on the honor roll, but we got the streets smart
Never had to act tough, never tried to be hard
Never went to jail, and I've never seen the ER
Ain't nothing like bass to put a smile on your face
You can hear the 808 from a mile away
And if you see the smoke blowing, then we are higher than planes
Those Boyd's and their childish ways
[Hook:]
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
To the break of dawn it's on
Bring the noise
Don't it sound a bit familiar?
Something like this
Yeah Boy
No matter how I try I just can't get this off my mind
I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy
Hi-Dea's lyrics - Classified
[Hook:]
Sometimes it feels like
All I do is make beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas, crazy hi-deas
I just make beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas
[Verse 1:]
I took a puff puff pass, before I finished touching up the track
Now my minds racing in circles and running laps
Trying to figure what to write and come up with these raps
But I'm struggling and fighting trying to surpass my past
Scribbling these words with these concepts and topics
Feeling like my vocab has almost been exhausted
I'm burning out trying to come up with these hi-deas
Like here's an idea,
I write a song about what I love and hate
Like I love to get the munchies but I hate the stomach aches
I love getting drunk but hate it the next morning
Hate the sound check, but always lovin' the performance
Love for the ladies with a lot of self confidence
But hate the attitude learn to take a fucking compliment
Hate for the critics and nah forget
It's back to the draw board let's give them what they calling for
I'm at so many people and been so many places
That's why I want to write a song called forgotten faces
A lot of friends have come and gone and I'll always remember them
But I can't put a picture in my head that resembles them
And these are real friends that I hung every day
They built my character and attitude in many ways
From my teacher to my coaches to my school yard friends
Maybe someday I'll see your face again
What a hi-dea
[Bridge:]
Aight let me try something different,
Bring the strings in
[Verse 2:]
And I've been trying to write a love song for my girl since I met her
Something real romantic like let's get fat together
Sometimes nothings better than sitting on the couch eating whatever
Watching movie clips with taco chips and nacho dips and peppers (mhmm)
We had a couple ups and down and made it through
Love each other, our family, our sex and our food
These are words flowing on my pencil on this instrumental
Or maybe I should switch it up a bit adjust the tempo like
I change the beat if the topic ain't working
Fall on the floor that's perfect sounds current
Following the formula is that what you stand for?
How come all these douche bags keep running the dance floor?
Douche douche douche bag
Do it like this and you too can make a douche hit
You talking big game but never gonna do shit
Your girl ain't smelling right tell her douche it
Dance, nah fuck it back to the music
I had this hi-dea about rock and roll
And how I think it's similar to the way that hip hop will grow
They thought it was a fad made by African Americans
And no mother or dad wanted any children hearing 'em
Hated by the church they called it devil music
Now these Christian rock bands encourages kids to do it
Time changes everything I see it right now
It ain't just hip hop or rock & roll it's a lifestyle
[Hook:]
All I do is make beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas, crazy hi-deas
I just make beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas, yeah
And now I'm getting so high [x2]
[Outro:]
I was goin' to write a track called clichés, just talk about all those clichés you see
Those clichés you hear in life
I was goin' to write a track called small town, I come from a small town
When things are a little bit slower
Everybody knows your name it's just a little different
I was goin' to write a track called I know I shouldn't do it but I love too
Like smoking this weed, guilty pleasures
Yeah crazy hi-deas
Sometimes it feels like
All I do is make beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas, crazy hi-deas
I just make beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas
[Verse 1:]
I took a puff puff pass, before I finished touching up the track
Now my minds racing in circles and running laps
Trying to figure what to write and come up with these raps
But I'm struggling and fighting trying to surpass my past
Scribbling these words with these concepts and topics
Feeling like my vocab has almost been exhausted
I'm burning out trying to come up with these hi-deas
Like here's an idea,
I write a song about what I love and hate
Like I love to get the munchies but I hate the stomach aches
I love getting drunk but hate it the next morning
Hate the sound check, but always lovin' the performance
Love for the ladies with a lot of self confidence
But hate the attitude learn to take a fucking compliment
Hate for the critics and nah forget
It's back to the draw board let's give them what they calling for
I'm at so many people and been so many places
That's why I want to write a song called forgotten faces
A lot of friends have come and gone and I'll always remember them
But I can't put a picture in my head that resembles them
And these are real friends that I hung every day
They built my character and attitude in many ways
From my teacher to my coaches to my school yard friends
Maybe someday I'll see your face again
What a hi-dea
[Bridge:]
Aight let me try something different,
Bring the strings in
[Verse 2:]
And I've been trying to write a love song for my girl since I met her
Something real romantic like let's get fat together
Sometimes nothings better than sitting on the couch eating whatever
Watching movie clips with taco chips and nacho dips and peppers (mhmm)
We had a couple ups and down and made it through
Love each other, our family, our sex and our food
These are words flowing on my pencil on this instrumental
Or maybe I should switch it up a bit adjust the tempo like
I change the beat if the topic ain't working
Fall on the floor that's perfect sounds current
Following the formula is that what you stand for?
How come all these douche bags keep running the dance floor?
Douche douche douche bag
Do it like this and you too can make a douche hit
You talking big game but never gonna do shit
Your girl ain't smelling right tell her douche it
Dance, nah fuck it back to the music
I had this hi-dea about rock and roll
And how I think it's similar to the way that hip hop will grow
They thought it was a fad made by African Americans
And no mother or dad wanted any children hearing 'em
Hated by the church they called it devil music
Now these Christian rock bands encourages kids to do it
Time changes everything I see it right now
It ain't just hip hop or rock & roll it's a lifestyle
[Hook:]
All I do is make beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas, crazy hi-deas
I just make beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas, yeah
And now I'm getting so high [x2]
[Outro:]
I was goin' to write a track called clichés, just talk about all those clichés you see
Those clichés you hear in life
I was goin' to write a track called small town, I come from a small town
When things are a little bit slower
Everybody knows your name it's just a little different
I was goin' to write a track called I know I shouldn't do it but I love too
Like smoking this weed, guilty pleasures
Yeah crazy hi-deas
Pay Day lyrics - Classified
[Verse 1:]
Don't act surprised, I got soul like Jackson 5
Class get it in with the classic vibe, I'm a four course meal ain't no appetizer
Word, everybody gotta pay up
Forget the everyday stress for a minute
We'd rather celebrate like we're in the 9th inning
Two outs and bout to win the pennant
I'm waiting on my pay day like I'm living in my heyday
19 in the club like JJs drink it up like mayday mayday
If I keep going this way I need AA today
But I'm feeling good and the cheques straight
Finally got paid not a day late
Some work all day in the job they hate so that they could play all night anyplace they like
And it's
[Hook:]
Pay day, pay day
Whether it's 9 to 5 I do it writing rhymes
I just gotta survive to get by
Till it's pay day and it's pay day
I've been going all day all night all week
Waitin' on a dream and a cup of coffee
Get in like, I do
The same old thing [x3]
[Verse 2:]
And I've been waitin' all week on this paycheque
Cause I hate debt, and I got bills to pay before the day sets
Trying to keep right but I stay left I ain't checking out
But need a rain check, and my girl wants a brand new pay up
So I guess I gotta buy another outfit
And both kids wore out their old kicks
I stretch money like aerobics, love getting paid but hate getting taxed
Love getting laid but hate chasin' ass
You can't have one without the other, ask a friend
You either work it out before you cash it in
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
When this pay cheque comes I'm a give her
A little harm to the lungs and the liver
Under the sun with a blunt on the river
I give it my all I don't under deliver, feelin' like I'm about to slow down but I get up
We live it up, we don't ever die down
Ready for it all, see it in my eyeballs
Till I fall then I'm a stand my ground, I work hard for the pay off
Play hard before I had a day job
I get it in like cool hands Luke, till it blew in my face like blue man group
It's
[Hook]
Don't act surprised, I got soul like Jackson 5
Class get it in with the classic vibe, I'm a four course meal ain't no appetizer
Word, everybody gotta pay up
Forget the everyday stress for a minute
We'd rather celebrate like we're in the 9th inning
Two outs and bout to win the pennant
I'm waiting on my pay day like I'm living in my heyday
19 in the club like JJs drink it up like mayday mayday
If I keep going this way I need AA today
But I'm feeling good and the cheques straight
Finally got paid not a day late
Some work all day in the job they hate so that they could play all night anyplace they like
And it's
[Hook:]
Pay day, pay day
Whether it's 9 to 5 I do it writing rhymes
I just gotta survive to get by
Till it's pay day and it's pay day
I've been going all day all night all week
Waitin' on a dream and a cup of coffee
Get in like, I do
The same old thing [x3]
[Verse 2:]
And I've been waitin' all week on this paycheque
Cause I hate debt, and I got bills to pay before the day sets
Trying to keep right but I stay left I ain't checking out
But need a rain check, and my girl wants a brand new pay up
So I guess I gotta buy another outfit
And both kids wore out their old kicks
I stretch money like aerobics, love getting paid but hate getting taxed
Love getting laid but hate chasin' ass
You can't have one without the other, ask a friend
You either work it out before you cash it in
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
When this pay cheque comes I'm a give her
A little harm to the lungs and the liver
Under the sun with a blunt on the river
I give it my all I don't under deliver, feelin' like I'm about to slow down but I get up
We live it up, we don't ever die down
Ready for it all, see it in my eyeballs
Till I fall then I'm a stand my ground, I work hard for the pay off
Play hard before I had a day job
I get it in like cool hands Luke, till it blew in my face like blue man group
It's
[Hook]
New School / Old School lyrics - Classified (feat. Kayo)
[Hook - Sample:]
I came to get down, down
[Intro - Classified and Kayo:]
[Classified:] Hey Kayo remember the first time we met?
[Kayo:] Yeah I remember that man
[Classified:] Yeah man we were in the club and I don't think you were old enough to get in yet
[Kayo:] What are you talking 'bout?
[Classified:] Oh yeah show me ID really quick
[Kayo:] You got two kids what were you even doing in the club?
[Verse 1 - Classified and Kayo:]
[Kayo:] See I'm from the new school
[Classified:]
Me I'm from the old school
Started with a 4-track
[Kayo:] Started with the pro tools
[Classified:] Born in the 70's raised in the 80's
[Kayo:] Pull your pants up Class,
[Classified:] Nah I like 'em baggy, your jeans are too tight son
[Kayo:]
Yeah okay dad, whatever
Say what you want but my style's much better
Snapbacks and fitteds
[Classified:]
Scratch that I did it
You act like it's vintage but I actually lived it
[Kayo:]
I was raised in the 90's born in '88
My intro to rap was a Slim Shady tape
[Classified:] Are you kidding me?
[Kayo:] Nah man it made my battles
[Classified:]
Me I'm from the days of Juice and Supernatural
What you know about that?
[Kayo:]
Not a damn thing
And I never needed to
[Classified:] That's a grown man thing
[Kayo:] You living in the past
[Classified:] Kayo!
[Kayo:] Class!
[Classified:] Phil!
[Kayo:] Luke!
[Classified:]
Don't be blind to the fact
Stop trying to sing every hook on every track
[Kayo:]
You want me to go and get a DJ to scratch?
We come from different places on the map
And somehow we make it work just like that
[Hook]
[Refrain - Classified and Kayo:]
[Classified:] Remember the first time we were in the studio and we tried to sample that Beatnuts record?
[Kayo:] I knew who the Beatnuts were! Enough of that "back in my day" talk you sound like a senile old man
[Classified:] Yo when I was listening to Snoop Dogg's Doggy Style you were still watching Sesame Street
[Kayo:] Ya, Ya, Whatever man, Move on
[Verse 2 - Classified and Kayo:]
[Classified:]
We used to put our songs on wax and blast 'em for a year
Now they on a blog for a day and disappear
[Kayo:]
Yeah but back then a record label did it all for you
Pro would've picked your clothes at the mall for you
Nowadays you just gotta work more
Open our own doors, we booking our own tours
[Classified:] You think you learned now, huh?
[Kayo:] Whatchu tryna say?
[Classified:]
That your generation benefited from our mistakes
We had to go through the trial and errors
And build a culture for the world to hear ya
You tryna talk but you can compare us
[Kayo:]
We just gotta accept we from different eras
We care less, careless kids who just get it
No more dreams we just live
[Classified:] Who's fucking with Gretzky, Jordan, or Hulk Hogan
[Kayo:] [Laugh] Crosby, Lebron, or the Rock old man
[Classified:] Swag, swag, what would you do without the internet though?
[Kayo:]
But try and understand even for a little bit grow
We come from different places on the map
And somehow we make it work just like that
[Hook]
[Kayo:] Man I don't even know why you argue, you came up on dudes like MC Hammer
[Classified:] What are you talking about? Your Flo Rida right now [mumbling]
[Kayo:] You from Enfield, what could you possibly know about hip hop
[Classified:] Enfield, but you told "My Enfield", you're from St Louis?
[Hook]
I came to get down, down
[Intro - Classified and Kayo:]
[Classified:] Hey Kayo remember the first time we met?
[Kayo:] Yeah I remember that man
[Classified:] Yeah man we were in the club and I don't think you were old enough to get in yet
[Kayo:] What are you talking 'bout?
[Classified:] Oh yeah show me ID really quick
[Kayo:] You got two kids what were you even doing in the club?
[Verse 1 - Classified and Kayo:]
[Kayo:] See I'm from the new school
[Classified:]
Me I'm from the old school
Started with a 4-track
[Kayo:] Started with the pro tools
[Classified:] Born in the 70's raised in the 80's
[Kayo:] Pull your pants up Class,
[Classified:] Nah I like 'em baggy, your jeans are too tight son
[Kayo:]
Yeah okay dad, whatever
Say what you want but my style's much better
Snapbacks and fitteds
[Classified:]
Scratch that I did it
You act like it's vintage but I actually lived it
[Kayo:]
I was raised in the 90's born in '88
My intro to rap was a Slim Shady tape
[Classified:] Are you kidding me?
[Kayo:] Nah man it made my battles
[Classified:]
Me I'm from the days of Juice and Supernatural
What you know about that?
[Kayo:]
Not a damn thing
And I never needed to
[Classified:] That's a grown man thing
[Kayo:] You living in the past
[Classified:] Kayo!
[Kayo:] Class!
[Classified:] Phil!
[Kayo:] Luke!
[Classified:]
Don't be blind to the fact
Stop trying to sing every hook on every track
[Kayo:]
You want me to go and get a DJ to scratch?
We come from different places on the map
And somehow we make it work just like that
[Hook]
[Refrain - Classified and Kayo:]
[Classified:] Remember the first time we were in the studio and we tried to sample that Beatnuts record?
[Kayo:] I knew who the Beatnuts were! Enough of that "back in my day" talk you sound like a senile old man
[Classified:] Yo when I was listening to Snoop Dogg's Doggy Style you were still watching Sesame Street
[Kayo:] Ya, Ya, Whatever man, Move on
[Verse 2 - Classified and Kayo:]
[Classified:]
We used to put our songs on wax and blast 'em for a year
Now they on a blog for a day and disappear
[Kayo:]
Yeah but back then a record label did it all for you
Pro would've picked your clothes at the mall for you
Nowadays you just gotta work more
Open our own doors, we booking our own tours
[Classified:] You think you learned now, huh?
[Kayo:] Whatchu tryna say?
[Classified:]
That your generation benefited from our mistakes
We had to go through the trial and errors
And build a culture for the world to hear ya
You tryna talk but you can compare us
[Kayo:]
We just gotta accept we from different eras
We care less, careless kids who just get it
No more dreams we just live
[Classified:] Who's fucking with Gretzky, Jordan, or Hulk Hogan
[Kayo:] [Laugh] Crosby, Lebron, or the Rock old man
[Classified:] Swag, swag, what would you do without the internet though?
[Kayo:]
But try and understand even for a little bit grow
We come from different places on the map
And somehow we make it work just like that
[Hook]
[Kayo:] Man I don't even know why you argue, you came up on dudes like MC Hammer
[Classified:] What are you talking about? Your Flo Rida right now [mumbling]
[Kayo:] You from Enfield, what could you possibly know about hip hop
[Classified:] Enfield, but you told "My Enfield", you're from St Louis?
[Hook]
Wicked lyric - Classified (feat. Mellissa Britt)
Ain't no rest for the wicked
Ain't no rest for the wicked
Ain't no thing
Ain't no rest for the wicked
Gimme that classic bassline
Okay, let the children run around
'Cause I'm about to play until the sun is down
I cannot be classified
I ain't commercial or underground
6'4" and 200 pounds
I'm waitin' on the money round
My BB gun is loaded
I'm so holy, right? I'll hunt you down
I skip no detail
To afford a gentleman and females
Well, you show no emotion like emails
I ain't no thrift shop rapper, nothing go on resale
My raps stay on track, never derail, I prevail
The world's a mess and I fit in perfect, uh
The wicked never rest, work until there's work in, uh
We used to live for the moment
Now we tape it on our camera phones
And take it home and show our friends what they're missing
I don't get it
We're living in the new era
I'm back wearing these snap backs
'Cause some reason my fitted hats
Are out of shape and fitting wack
I call it how I see it
State the obvious like Twitter facts
I'm filling a position
Yeah, the designated hitter's back
Ain't no rest for the wicked (Yeah, we tell em')
Ain't no rest for the wicked (But I ain't worry 'cause it)
Ain't no thing
Yeah, you lit the fire inside us now, ain't no time to be righteous, we tell em'
Ain't no rest for the wicked (Yeah, we tell em')
Ain't no rest for the wicked (But I ain't worry 'cause it)
Ain't no thing (They say)
Ain't no rest for the wicked
Ayo, I'm thinking out the box and stepping out of my perimeter
I overbook myself, but not on purpose like Air Canada
I'm coming from the land of the
Lost, so I'm cautious
I got no time to waste money, so I don't buy no watches
Life can be so hard
But it gets harder when you stupid
At least that's what I think
So let me know when you go through it
I'm a funny guy, ha ha ha
And I like my eggs sunny side, up up up
But I gotta scramble with these vocals and samples before I'm trampled
To have a future in this industry is such a gamble
My battery is charged
But my cellphone signal is scattered
I'm tryna get reception out of Rogers like the Packers
But all I hear is static
I'm a trendsetter on a vendetta with my band members
We cooler than ice packs, more flavor than spice racks
I ain't no instigator, but believe I will fight back
Be wicked with this
Ain't no rest for the wicked (Yeah, we tell em')
Ain't no rest for the wicked (But I ain't worry 'cause it)
Ain't no thing
Yeah, you lit the fire inside us, now ain't no time to be righteous, we tell em'
Ain't no rest for the wicked (Yeah we tell em')
Ain't no rest for the wicked (But I ain't worry 'cause it)
Ain't no thing (They say)
Ain't no rest for the wicked
Ain't no rest for the wicked
Ain't no thing
Ain't no rest for the wicked
Gimme that classic bassline
Okay, let the children run around
'Cause I'm about to play until the sun is down
I cannot be classified
I ain't commercial or underground
6'4" and 200 pounds
I'm waitin' on the money round
My BB gun is loaded
I'm so holy, right? I'll hunt you down
I skip no detail
To afford a gentleman and females
Well, you show no emotion like emails
I ain't no thrift shop rapper, nothing go on resale
My raps stay on track, never derail, I prevail
The world's a mess and I fit in perfect, uh
The wicked never rest, work until there's work in, uh
We used to live for the moment
Now we tape it on our camera phones
And take it home and show our friends what they're missing
I don't get it
We're living in the new era
I'm back wearing these snap backs
'Cause some reason my fitted hats
Are out of shape and fitting wack
I call it how I see it
State the obvious like Twitter facts
I'm filling a position
Yeah, the designated hitter's back
Ain't no rest for the wicked (Yeah, we tell em')
Ain't no rest for the wicked (But I ain't worry 'cause it)
Ain't no thing
Yeah, you lit the fire inside us now, ain't no time to be righteous, we tell em'
Ain't no rest for the wicked (Yeah, we tell em')
Ain't no rest for the wicked (But I ain't worry 'cause it)
Ain't no thing (They say)
Ain't no rest for the wicked
Ayo, I'm thinking out the box and stepping out of my perimeter
I overbook myself, but not on purpose like Air Canada
I'm coming from the land of the
Lost, so I'm cautious
I got no time to waste money, so I don't buy no watches
Life can be so hard
But it gets harder when you stupid
At least that's what I think
So let me know when you go through it
I'm a funny guy, ha ha ha
And I like my eggs sunny side, up up up
But I gotta scramble with these vocals and samples before I'm trampled
To have a future in this industry is such a gamble
My battery is charged
But my cellphone signal is scattered
I'm tryna get reception out of Rogers like the Packers
But all I hear is static
I'm a trendsetter on a vendetta with my band members
We cooler than ice packs, more flavor than spice racks
I ain't no instigator, but believe I will fight back
Be wicked with this
Ain't no rest for the wicked (Yeah, we tell em')
Ain't no rest for the wicked (But I ain't worry 'cause it)
Ain't no thing
Yeah, you lit the fire inside us, now ain't no time to be righteous, we tell em'
Ain't no rest for the wicked (Yeah we tell em')
Ain't no rest for the wicked (But I ain't worry 'cause it)
Ain't no thing (They say)
Ain't no rest for the wicked
Look Up (Signs) lyrics - Classified (feat. Kardinal Offishall & Madchild)
Yeah, I'm a real ass-trologist
Study them curves like a playboy biologist
Never keep the money up, micro economist
Blame it on my sign, I'm a Taurus till the chorus
Those Scorpios never bore us
I live on the dangerous side
Libras weighing good and evil
Gemini's couldn't decide
My Leos you can hold on to my lion's mane
Now watch me skinny dip with the Aquarius again
Awh here we go talking that bull damn right, me 11 in Cancers, I pulled over
And the Aries and the Virgos, I'm virtually compatible with any sign
Let me show Libras how to really lay it down
I straight represent, captain of the Capricorns
Gain heaven sent
Sergeant of the Sagitarius and Pisces
Lookin to the stars, knowing that I'm blessed nicely
[Hook:]
Look up and tell me what you see
I will decide my destiny
From the stars to the planets to the moons
Read the signs of astrology and let the sky speak to you
Howling at the moon, born with a lot tosay
Lookin up at the stars
Let the good times lead the way
Yeah, half man, half animal, I'm ready for departure
We connect the dots, try to figure how the stars work
I'm a Sagitarius the hard headed archer
Coming with bow and arrows to puncture your bone marrow
I'm so unusual, I'm feeling optimistic
I ain't scared to take a risk kid, I'm scared I'll miss it
Can't sit in one place, I'm restless and wreckless
Everything I'm blessed with, I stay overprotective
They say I'm superficial but I'm just misunderstood
Loyal to my brotherhood and do it like no other could
Look up to the stars I'm finally exploding
I'm not a supernova, I'm a super nova scotian
You're never gonna grow up,
According to my zodiac, there ain't a situation
That I won't adapt
Hold me back, I'm goin in
I'm just too clever and too blunt
Coming alive between November 22 and December 21, we up
[Hook:]
Look up and tell me what you see
I will decide my destiny
From the stars to the planets to the moons
Read the signs of astrology and let the sky speak to you
Howling at the moon, born with a lot to say
Lookin up at the stars
Let the good times lead the way
I'm a lead with Scorpio, sellin out the orphia
Stop taking them opiuts, hold them pills like Morpheus
Everything I say and do is prolly not appropiate
Used to get in trouble cause I had the wrong associates
I'm a little monster, you could read my horoscope
Life is kinda hard to figure out like it was morse code
Libra but I'm balanced, I'm a small demented phantom
Also, half of Scorpio I've got this temper tantrum
I remember back when I was handsome
Young and famous rich, but now I'm bucking Charlie Manson
I would keep advancing, yes I'll make it probably in time
Because I got this crazy drive from my astrology signs
I'm a little goblin, policy is no apologies
People watch me fall asleep but now I kill it flawlessly
It's absolute my vanity, maximum insanity
I'm masculine and actually back to breathing anarchy
[Hook:]
Look up and tell me what you see
I will decide my destiny
From the stars to the planets to the moons
Read the signs of astrology and let the sky speak to you
Howling at the moon, born with a lot to say
Lookin up at the stars
The good times lead the way
Study them curves like a playboy biologist
Never keep the money up, micro economist
Blame it on my sign, I'm a Taurus till the chorus
Those Scorpios never bore us
I live on the dangerous side
Libras weighing good and evil
Gemini's couldn't decide
My Leos you can hold on to my lion's mane
Now watch me skinny dip with the Aquarius again
Awh here we go talking that bull damn right, me 11 in Cancers, I pulled over
And the Aries and the Virgos, I'm virtually compatible with any sign
Let me show Libras how to really lay it down
I straight represent, captain of the Capricorns
Gain heaven sent
Sergeant of the Sagitarius and Pisces
Lookin to the stars, knowing that I'm blessed nicely
[Hook:]
Look up and tell me what you see
I will decide my destiny
From the stars to the planets to the moons
Read the signs of astrology and let the sky speak to you
Howling at the moon, born with a lot tosay
Lookin up at the stars
Let the good times lead the way
Yeah, half man, half animal, I'm ready for departure
We connect the dots, try to figure how the stars work
I'm a Sagitarius the hard headed archer
Coming with bow and arrows to puncture your bone marrow
I'm so unusual, I'm feeling optimistic
I ain't scared to take a risk kid, I'm scared I'll miss it
Can't sit in one place, I'm restless and wreckless
Everything I'm blessed with, I stay overprotective
They say I'm superficial but I'm just misunderstood
Loyal to my brotherhood and do it like no other could
Look up to the stars I'm finally exploding
I'm not a supernova, I'm a super nova scotian
You're never gonna grow up,
According to my zodiac, there ain't a situation
That I won't adapt
Hold me back, I'm goin in
I'm just too clever and too blunt
Coming alive between November 22 and December 21, we up
[Hook:]
Look up and tell me what you see
I will decide my destiny
From the stars to the planets to the moons
Read the signs of astrology and let the sky speak to you
Howling at the moon, born with a lot to say
Lookin up at the stars
Let the good times lead the way
I'm a lead with Scorpio, sellin out the orphia
Stop taking them opiuts, hold them pills like Morpheus
Everything I say and do is prolly not appropiate
Used to get in trouble cause I had the wrong associates
I'm a little monster, you could read my horoscope
Life is kinda hard to figure out like it was morse code
Libra but I'm balanced, I'm a small demented phantom
Also, half of Scorpio I've got this temper tantrum
I remember back when I was handsome
Young and famous rich, but now I'm bucking Charlie Manson
I would keep advancing, yes I'll make it probably in time
Because I got this crazy drive from my astrology signs
I'm a little goblin, policy is no apologies
People watch me fall asleep but now I kill it flawlessly
It's absolute my vanity, maximum insanity
I'm masculine and actually back to breathing anarchy
[Hook:]
Look up and tell me what you see
I will decide my destiny
From the stars to the planets to the moons
Read the signs of astrology and let the sky speak to you
Howling at the moon, born with a lot to say
Lookin up at the stars
The good times lead the way
Intro: Ups And Downs lyrics - Classified
Damn, another migraine
Vision blurred., eyes strained
I need another gel cap
Cause once this headache hits it's a sure trip to hell n back
I got too much on my mind
This lifestyle I lead got my health on decline
I ain't as quick thinking as I once was, huh
I guess that's what smoking j's and blunt does
Even my freestyle getting worse
I'm losing it can't connect the missing words
And everybody wanna get a verse
But when I say I got no time, they get their feeling's hurt
Daddy… hey what's up baby girl
Your the only thing that make sense in this crazy world
Through all the madness and the sickness
I know that I can look to you for love and forgiveness
What's you momma doing? Oh she's cooking diner
Well daddy gotta write this song, go on and cook it with her
I'll be in soon, soon as I get finished
And tell you mom I'll get the laundry done and do the dishes
But who we kidding
I can't even do that right.
I mean I can. But my mind stuck on Halflife
I'm trying to find somebody I can pass the mic
Who got the drive and will make the same sacrifice I did.
And yea I signed a couple guys
But I guess I didn't do my job, at least in their eyes
I wasted too much time, and some dope beats
But it's back to the grind, same old me
The sun's shinning again, satisfaction
Oh Canada, it just went platinum
I'm hitting plateaus, I never thought my rap flows would hit.
And actually making real cash flow off this shit
Last year, I felt like I was everywhere
The even heard me from Regis and Kelly's chair
The Olympics the Juno's I did it.
All of this all from one son, I'll admit it
Am I a one hit wonder? I don't think I am
But the thought crossed my ming, the I erased it
And for the video, we asked everybody out
And no black people showes, then they called me racist
Maestro told me,
Stay off the message boards Classy
But I'm sick of all these rap geeks
Talking out their ass checks,
Hanging off every word Class speaks.
But anyway that's last week.
This week, I'm about to move out
I just bought a couple acres and built a new ajouse
Shit it feels good to be doing what I love
And those who hate, fuck you, I earned what I got
I use to think that money changed the man
Now I'm thinking that it changes those around you
A lot of people wanna hand on and drowned you
So I gotta watch the people who surround Luke
I Know who my friends are
It'll reflect in my memoirs.
Life's a trip of joy and challenges
I just gotta learn to live it and balance it.
Vision blurred., eyes strained
I need another gel cap
Cause once this headache hits it's a sure trip to hell n back
I got too much on my mind
This lifestyle I lead got my health on decline
I ain't as quick thinking as I once was, huh
I guess that's what smoking j's and blunt does
Even my freestyle getting worse
I'm losing it can't connect the missing words
And everybody wanna get a verse
But when I say I got no time, they get their feeling's hurt
Daddy… hey what's up baby girl
Your the only thing that make sense in this crazy world
Through all the madness and the sickness
I know that I can look to you for love and forgiveness
What's you momma doing? Oh she's cooking diner
Well daddy gotta write this song, go on and cook it with her
I'll be in soon, soon as I get finished
And tell you mom I'll get the laundry done and do the dishes
But who we kidding
I can't even do that right.
I mean I can. But my mind stuck on Halflife
I'm trying to find somebody I can pass the mic
Who got the drive and will make the same sacrifice I did.
And yea I signed a couple guys
But I guess I didn't do my job, at least in their eyes
I wasted too much time, and some dope beats
But it's back to the grind, same old me
The sun's shinning again, satisfaction
Oh Canada, it just went platinum
I'm hitting plateaus, I never thought my rap flows would hit.
And actually making real cash flow off this shit
Last year, I felt like I was everywhere
The even heard me from Regis and Kelly's chair
The Olympics the Juno's I did it.
All of this all from one son, I'll admit it
Am I a one hit wonder? I don't think I am
But the thought crossed my ming, the I erased it
And for the video, we asked everybody out
And no black people showes, then they called me racist
Maestro told me,
Stay off the message boards Classy
But I'm sick of all these rap geeks
Talking out their ass checks,
Hanging off every word Class speaks.
But anyway that's last week.
This week, I'm about to move out
I just bought a couple acres and built a new ajouse
Shit it feels good to be doing what I love
And those who hate, fuck you, I earned what I got
I use to think that money changed the man
Now I'm thinking that it changes those around you
A lot of people wanna hand on and drowned you
So I gotta watch the people who surround Luke
I Know who my friends are
It'll reflect in my memoirs.
Life's a trip of joy and challenges
I just gotta learn to live it and balance it.
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