Classified - Intro! Ups and Downs lyrics
[Classified - Intro! Ups and Downs lyrics]
Damn, another migraine
Vision's blurred, eyes' strained
I need another gel cap
'Cause once this headache hit's
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
+Ohcanada+, 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)
Vision's blurred, eyes' strained
I need another gel cap
'Cause once this headache hit's
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
+Ohcanada+, 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)