[Verse 1 - Classified] Damn, another migraine Vision's blurred, eyes' strained I need another gel cap 'Cause once this headache hits, it's a sure trip to Hell and back I got too much on my mind The lifestyle I lead got my health on decline I ain't as quick thinkin as I once was Huh, I guess that's what smokin J's and blunts does Even my freestyle's gettin worse I'm losin it, can't connect the missin words And everybody wanna get a verse But when I say I got no time, they get their feelings hurt (Daddy), hey, what's up, baby girl? You're 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 your momma doin? Oh, she's cookin dinner? 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 your mom I'll get the laundry done and do the dishes But who we kiddin? I can't even do that right I mean I can, but my mind's stuck on Halflife I'm tryin to find somebody I can pass the mic Who got the drive and will make the same sacrifice I did, and yeah 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 shinin again, satisfaction +Oh...Canada+, it just went platinum I'm hittin plateaus, I never thought my rap flow would hit And actually makin real cash flow off this shit Last year, I felt like I was everywhere They even heard me from Regis and Kelly's chair The Olympics, the Juno's, I did it All of this, all from one song, I'll admit it Am I a one hit wonder? I don't think I am But the thought crossed my mind and I erased it And for the video, we asked everybody out and no black people show then they call me racist Maestro told me (stay off the message boards Classy) Huh, but I'm sick of all these rap geeks, talkin out they ass cheeks Hangin off every word Class speaks, but anyway that's last week This week, yo I'm about to move out I just bought a couple acres and built a new house Shit it feels good to be doin what I love And those who hate, fuck you, I earned what I got I use to think that money changed a man Now I'm thinkin that it changes those around you A lot of people wanna hang on and drown you So I gotta watch the people who surround Luke I know who my friends are (friends are) It'll reflect in my memoirs (memoirs) Life's a trip of joy and challenges I just gotta learn to live it and balance it (balance it ...)
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Copy to Clipboard: [Verse 1 - Classified] Damn, another migraine Vision's blurred, eyes' strained I need another gel cap 'Cause once this headache hits, it's a sure trip to Hell and back I got too much on my mind The lifestyle I lead got my health on decline I ain't as quick thinkin as I once was Huh, I guess that's what smokin J's and blunts does Even my freestyle's gettin worse I'm losin it, can't connect the missin words And everybody wanna get a verse But when I say I got no time, they get their feelings hurt (Daddy), hey, what's up, baby girl? You're 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 your momma doin? Oh, she's cookin dinner? 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 your mom I'll get the laundry done and do the dishes But who we kiddin? I can't even do that right I mean I can, but my mind's stuck on Halflife I'm tryin to find somebody I can pass the mic Who got the drive and will make the same sacrifice I did, and yeah 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 shinin again, satisfaction +Oh...Canada+, it just went platinum I'm hittin plateaus, I never thought my rap flow would hit And actually makin real cash flow off this shit Last year, I felt like I was everywhere They even heard me from Regis and Kelly's chair The Olympics, the Juno's, I did it All of this, all from one song, I'll admit it Am I a one hit wonder? I don't think I am But the thought crossed my mind and I erased it And for the video, we asked everybody out and no black people show then they call me racist Maestro told me (stay off the message boards Classy) Huh, but I'm sick of all these rap geeks, talkin out they ass cheeks Hangin off every word Class speaks, but anyway that's last week This week, yo I'm about to move out I just bought a couple acres and built a new house Shit it feels good to be doin what I love And those who hate, fuck you, I earned what I got I use to think that money changed a man Now I'm thinkin that it changes those around you A lot of people wanna hang on and drown you So I gotta watch the people who surround Luke I know who my friends are (friends are) It'll reflect in my memoirs (memoirs) Life's a trip of joy and challenges I just gotta learn to live it and balance it (balance it ...)
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