Classified, Martin Finch, J-Bru, Jay Bizzy, DJ IV - CYOA 3 lyrics

(Choose your own adventureeeeeee)

And now we head into the big city
Mic Boyd and white Mic with me
We on the 102 cruisin doin 150
Clownin around with the music loud
Lip syncin
Yo, turn the music down, my phone's ringin
Hello

What up Class
Can you make it to my show tonight? (Bru)
I'd love it if you came through
Maybe blessed the mic (through)
But don't stress it right
'cause the promoter's shady
He gonna have me on some "fuck you, pay me!"
(oh, you mean the)
The last time I did a show with this dude
(alright, alright, alright)
There was twenty people there


Really I don't think it's rude
I'll understand though
If you got things to do
(Yo, you guys want to see Bru?
Alright we'll swing through)
Ok, ok, well, if you're showin up then
I'm a throw you on the list
Classified plus ten (alright)
So who's rollin with you?
(Well both Mics and I got to pick up Bizzy)
Ah shit, tell them I say "what's up?"
Well if you're comin dog
Creep up to the back door
If you hit the front
I think they'll make you take your hats off
(Alright man but yo, you got drink tickets?)
Yeah, I got them with me
(alright, we'll see you in a minute) peace

We said our goodbyes and see you laters
Then pulled up to Jay
Bizzy's next door neighbor
Gotta out of the car
I could hear his dog barkin (dog barking)
Before we even rang the
Doorbell to his apartment

Shut up dog, I know who it is, shit

Yo! What up Classy, Mic and Mic?
Already know you brought some heaters
That's exactly why I'm hyped to write
(Check it out) , pick up the pen
I ain't the type to type
I throw punches and right hooks
So much you swear I like to fight
Don't worry about the pit, that's Cali
She's a sweetheart
I like you, then it's cool but if I don't
She leavin teeth marks
I like the way this beat starts
It sounds epic just get me in the studio
You know I'm down to wreck it
Anyway, what's goin on tonight? Heard
Bru had a show
(yeah, he's on around twelve)
Alright cool, let's go, let's smoke
Come on in, yeah don't worry
Leave your shoes on
We'll have a couple drinks
We got some time before Bru's on

Yo, you feelin that? yeah man, I think
I think I could fuck with this one man
Alright, I got a couple more beats
Check this out man check this one out

Yeah, yeah, I'm thinkin about a new song
But, I can't write or flip the beat
I'll let it move on this one for me excited
Got to roll somethin fat to this
But, I ain't got a light and I
Don't know where my matches is
My little brother always snatches it
I'm easy to adapt to this
'Cause, I just light it off the stove
The back burner been there for half
My life I do suppose
Stay fresh like new clothes
Write rhymes and do shows
Who knows maybe this blue nose
Can probably win some Junos
(yeah but when the album comin out?)
Not anytime soon though
I'm busy on the regular
And everyday I'm hustlin
No matter what the outcome is
You know that it's a must we win

Yeah, yeah, yeah, man
I really like this shit (alright man)
But we got
We got to get to the fuckin club man
'Cause Bru's on any minute now
(yeah, check this shit later
Just check it later) come on man, let's go
(Yo Mic) , just shut my door
(Mic, grab the door)

(Yo, jump in, Shotgun)

Ok, right back where we left off
Piled in the ride then it's
On to the next stop
Pull up to the club, hit the back door
Sneakin in
Hit the VIP, where IV's rollin weed again
(Yo, what's up?) , this is it
How you feelin man?
(Shit I'm good, you know
Wheelin and dealin man)
Well when you on? (Soon but I could be wrong)
Alright, well I'm a get a beer
I'll see you back out there
Now when I'm in the club, I play the wall
Or I roll my marijuana in the bathroom stall
And honestly I never dance
Unless I'm intoxicated
I never contemplate it 'til
My mind's inebriated that's just me, yo
Is that Martin Finch? Shit it must be
I thought that he was gone away
Didn't he just leave?
And join the Army or something
Was he frontin? Mr finch!
Yo, how you doin? I said how you doin?
Man meet me outside so we can
Catch up for a second he hit the side door
Then the DJ cut the record

Yo, up next, we got my man Jordan Croucher
Doin his new song
Produced by the homie Classified

Shit, I gotta hear the new song live
For the very first time
But Martin's waitin outside
Now, what the hell am I supposed to do?
I'll leave it up to you, here's your choices
Choose

If you'd like to go outside and
See what's up with Martin Finch
Proceed to Track 17
If you'd like to stay in the bar
And hear the new Jordan Croucher song
Proceed to Track 21