Classified - Sound Check lyrics
[Classified - Sound Check lyrics]
Check One, Two
Ya lets do a quick sound check
Ya just put on that beat I had
Drop that beat, ya
Yes yes y'all, back in the place
It's for the heads y'all, ain't nobody safe
Yes yes y'all, I'm back in the place
It's for the heads y'all, heads y'all
I like to welcome ya back
Clear your calender
Let me begin, dusting off the record break
And plug my mic back in
Another record from class, deja vu
Came back to drop cuts like DJ Babu
Jump right into the game of
Boy cott-in the industry
But now a days I'm Boy Cott-in the industry
I play with my rules
Take the wins and losses
Make kids get nauseous
When I begin to talk shit
I'm a loud mouth, I say what I be thinkin'
Figure the different I say it
Better the words I'm sayin'
So I'm a break it
Got a lot of things to prove
Still trying to show that classified
Is not a group
Only one man, white boy without a sun tan
One ramp, and rock shows with only one fan
I'm Hip Hop
There ain't another way to put it
A product of the culture
And stayin' deep rooted
Raised off the music, rhymes beats and rhythm
Harmony's and Melodies
Mixed in to be different
That's what kept me listening
I'm ready to go
So let the confetti blow and get
The show on the road
Yes yes y'all, back in the place
It's for the heads y'all, ain't nobody safe
Yes yes y'all, I'm back in the place
It's for the heads y'all, heads y'all
Let's go heads y'all
Ya lets do a quick sound check
Ya just put on that beat I had
Drop that beat, ya
Yes yes y'all, back in the place
It's for the heads y'all, ain't nobody safe
Yes yes y'all, I'm back in the place
It's for the heads y'all, heads y'all
I like to welcome ya back
Clear your calender
Let me begin, dusting off the record break
And plug my mic back in
Another record from class, deja vu
Came back to drop cuts like DJ Babu
Jump right into the game of
Boy cott-in the industry
But now a days I'm Boy Cott-in the industry
I play with my rules
Take the wins and losses
Make kids get nauseous
When I begin to talk shit
I'm a loud mouth, I say what I be thinkin'
Figure the different I say it
Better the words I'm sayin'
So I'm a break it
Got a lot of things to prove
Still trying to show that classified
Is not a group
Only one man, white boy without a sun tan
One ramp, and rock shows with only one fan
I'm Hip Hop
There ain't another way to put it
A product of the culture
And stayin' deep rooted
Raised off the music, rhymes beats and rhythm
Harmony's and Melodies
Mixed in to be different
That's what kept me listening
I'm ready to go
So let the confetti blow and get
The show on the road
Yes yes y'all, back in the place
It's for the heads y'all, ain't nobody safe
Yes yes y'all, I'm back in the place
It's for the heads y'all, heads y'all
Let's go heads y'all