Song | Put It All in Perspective |
Artist | Classified |
Album | Hitch Hikin' Music |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Boyd | |
Yeah | |
Listen | |
Emcees don't sleep, wake up check the schedule | |
Class on the mic, turn me up another decible | |
Some think i make money copein through a festival | |
Some think i'm ****, and they put me on a pedistal | |
Some say i'm ****y though, and tell me that my head is full | |
But i don't need 'em though, cause that's what real friends are for | |
And i don't know you man, sorry my attention's short | |
Shouldn't pay attention, to a stupid message board | |
I take it all for what it's worth, you can rest ashore | |
And i don't fall for stupid ************t, like sex wit whores | |
I'm on the road to rock shows, and get paid | |
I play hard to get, so i'm hard to get played | |
I stay out the clubs, cause i don't need the static | |
It's hot enough in here, so i stay out of the attic | |
I don't rap wit rappers, so all yall ****** off | |
You aint scared of nothin, so drop all the tough talk | |
[chorus x2] | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i'm tryin to make a point so respect it | |
(i'm holdin it down, and put it all in perspective) | |
[verse 2] | |
Yeah | |
And when my tongue twist, i run this dumb ************t | |
Hit hard like drum sticks, on drum kits, pump this | |
Play this in the streets, for the heads, or the club for the drunk chicks | |
(yeah) beats bang, plus i spit till my gums split | |
You mighta knew me from the hey now song | |
And i dropped maritimes, another played out song | |
But the real heads know this, Class is the man | |
What these fake heads think, i'm a flash in the pan | |
(listen) i was spittin before you existed | |
************t kid, i was enlisted before you showed interest | |
Before you knew how to use furry hoops, or had a clue of master beats, and the rubix cube too | |
I don't handle biz, when i'm smokin my green | |
If you call when i'm high, then you get my machine | |
And any person know kid, it's just how i do it | |
So don't inturupt, when i'm tryna do my music | |
[chorus] | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i'm tryin to make a point so respect it | |
(i'm holdin it down, and put it all in perspective x5) | |
[verse 3] | |
(whoo!) and i was raised by my parents, to speak wit manners | |
Growin up fairytale, like believin in santa | |
Got excited over small things, like treats from grandma | |
Same thing now, except it's ************ from the manager | |
Love mary jane, ************t i think it's awsome | |
It's wierd how pot heads like to brag about their problems | |
Now i got people tryin to say i do coke | |
Well i never put a mother****** thing in my nose, okay | |
Do you, but it's not for me, ****** it's all i got, i keep my nostrils clean | |
You could quit with the cost of the talkin and all that | |
Worry bout yourself, not me, now fall back | |
[chorus] | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i'm tryin to make a point so respect it | |
(i'm holdin it down and put it all in perspective) | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i'm tryin to make a point so respect it | |
(i'm holdin it down and put it all in perspective x5) |
zuo qu : Boyd | |
Yeah | |
Listen | |
Emcees don' t sleep, wake up check the schedule | |
Class on the mic, turn me up another decible | |
Some think i make money copein through a festival | |
Some think i' m , and they put me on a pedistal | |
Some say i' m y though, and tell me that my head is full | |
But i don' t need ' em though, cause that' s what real friends are for | |
And i don' t know you man, sorry my attention' s short | |
Shouldn' t pay attention, to a stupid message board | |
I take it all for what it' s worth, you can rest ashore | |
And i don' t fall for stupid t, like sex wit whores | |
I' m on the road to rock shows, and get paid | |
I play hard to get, so i' m hard to get played | |
I stay out the clubs, cause i don' t need the static | |
It' s hot enough in here, so i stay out of the attic | |
I don' t rap wit rappers, so all yall off | |
You aint scared of nothin, so drop all the tough talk | |
chorus x2 | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i' m tryin to make a point so respect it | |
i' m holdin it down, and put it all in perspective | |
verse 2 | |
Yeah | |
And when my tongue twist, i run this dumb t | |
Hit hard like drum sticks, on drum kits, pump this | |
Play this in the streets, for the heads, or the club for the drunk chicks | |
yeah beats bang, plus i spit till my gums split | |
You mighta knew me from the hey now song | |
And i dropped maritimes, another played out song | |
But the real heads know this, Class is the man | |
What these fake heads think, i' m a flash in the pan | |
listen i was spittin before you existed | |
t kid, i was enlisted before you showed interest | |
Before you knew how to use furry hoops, or had a clue of master beats, and the rubix cube too | |
I don' t handle biz, when i' m smokin my green | |
If you call when i' m high, then you get my machine | |
And any person know kid, it' s just how i do it | |
So don' t inturupt, when i' m tryna do my music | |
chorus | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i' m tryin to make a point so respect it | |
i' m holdin it down, and put it all in perspective x5 | |
verse 3 | |
whoo! and i was raised by my parents, to speak wit manners | |
Growin up fairytale, like believin in santa | |
Got excited over small things, like treats from grandma | |
Same thing now, except it' s from the manager | |
Love mary jane, t i think it' s awsome | |
It' s wierd how pot heads like to brag about their problems | |
Now i got people tryin to say i do coke | |
Well i never put a mother thing in my nose, okay | |
Do you, but it' s not for me, it' s all i got, i keep my nostrils clean | |
You could quit with the cost of the talkin and all that | |
Worry bout yourself, not me, now fall back | |
chorus | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i' m tryin to make a point so respect it | |
i' m holdin it down and put it all in perspective | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i' m tryin to make a point so respect it | |
i' m holdin it down and put it all in perspective x5 |
zuò qǔ : Boyd | |
Yeah | |
Listen | |
Emcees don' t sleep, wake up check the schedule | |
Class on the mic, turn me up another decible | |
Some think i make money copein through a festival | |
Some think i' m , and they put me on a pedistal | |
Some say i' m y though, and tell me that my head is full | |
But i don' t need ' em though, cause that' s what real friends are for | |
And i don' t know you man, sorry my attention' s short | |
Shouldn' t pay attention, to a stupid message board | |
I take it all for what it' s worth, you can rest ashore | |
And i don' t fall for stupid t, like sex wit whores | |
I' m on the road to rock shows, and get paid | |
I play hard to get, so i' m hard to get played | |
I stay out the clubs, cause i don' t need the static | |
It' s hot enough in here, so i stay out of the attic | |
I don' t rap wit rappers, so all yall off | |
You aint scared of nothin, so drop all the tough talk | |
chorus x2 | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i' m tryin to make a point so respect it | |
i' m holdin it down, and put it all in perspective | |
verse 2 | |
Yeah | |
And when my tongue twist, i run this dumb t | |
Hit hard like drum sticks, on drum kits, pump this | |
Play this in the streets, for the heads, or the club for the drunk chicks | |
yeah beats bang, plus i spit till my gums split | |
You mighta knew me from the hey now song | |
And i dropped maritimes, another played out song | |
But the real heads know this, Class is the man | |
What these fake heads think, i' m a flash in the pan | |
listen i was spittin before you existed | |
t kid, i was enlisted before you showed interest | |
Before you knew how to use furry hoops, or had a clue of master beats, and the rubix cube too | |
I don' t handle biz, when i' m smokin my green | |
If you call when i' m high, then you get my machine | |
And any person know kid, it' s just how i do it | |
So don' t inturupt, when i' m tryna do my music | |
chorus | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i' m tryin to make a point so respect it | |
i' m holdin it down, and put it all in perspective x5 | |
verse 3 | |
whoo! and i was raised by my parents, to speak wit manners | |
Growin up fairytale, like believin in santa | |
Got excited over small things, like treats from grandma | |
Same thing now, except it' s from the manager | |
Love mary jane, t i think it' s awsome | |
It' s wierd how pot heads like to brag about their problems | |
Now i got people tryin to say i do coke | |
Well i never put a mother thing in my nose, okay | |
Do you, but it' s not for me, it' s all i got, i keep my nostrils clean | |
You could quit with the cost of the talkin and all that | |
Worry bout yourself, not me, now fall back | |
chorus | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i' m tryin to make a point so respect it | |
i' m holdin it down and put it all in perspective | |
I got somethin to say, so let me get into it | |
No time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence | |
No way, i' m tryin to make a point so respect it | |
i' m holdin it down and put it all in perspective x5 |