Classified - Sound Off lyrics
[Classified - Sound Off lyrics]
Ah yo I march to the mic with my hands out
Set and stand out, cut the band out
And let me hype man out
Take the mic stand now, excite hands down
Deleting competition and still stand proud
Constructive, over your head still productive
Got you hanging off my words
Class be seductive
Ya had enough kid, relax and listen
I'm sick of everybody in
This rap game bitchin
First off, I'll make a few things clear
Don't be yapping in my ear bout
Some stupid shit ya hear
Take it from the source, Class no other
I'll bring it to your face to
Keep your mind from getting cluttered
Second, to the people disrespecting
Taking me for granite cause I'm unsigned
Fuck you! I'll cuss who
Ever wants to step to this essence
Now feel my presence, in every sentence
A message
Ground squad, Round off, Prepare, Crowns off
Found War, Now your, in for, downfall
Want war, got war, want more, got raw
Ground squad, sound soft, nah sound off
Ground squad, Round off, Prepare, Crowns off
Found War, Now your, in for, downfall
Want war, got war, want more, got raw
Ground squad, sound soft, nah sound off
That's the bottom line right
Now you can see where I be coming from
See what I'll be dealing with
Understanding some of them
These people acting dumb to me
And I can't seem to concentrate
Then I got these other people
Bitchin like they men-es trate
That's my third problem never meant
To lay it on ya but life's a funny thing
I'll probley turn and blame it on ya
I need to keep my head straight
Can't drink and such
But that's my forth problem
People say I think too much
But for the fifth, it's like this
Looking at the large few
Still ain't seeing shit
Got me wondering what's the
Reason for my rhyme and so fucking tired
When people tell me it's a waste of time
I told ya, this is my life
If anybody's having any doubts
You can die twice
One death for my soul, another for yourself
Now do the mathematics
Or rewind and try to figure it out
Ground squad, Round off, Prepare, Crowns off
Found War, Now your, in for, downfall
Want war, got war, want more, got raw
Ground squad, sound soft, nah sound off
And from one point to another
I'm lifting up my eloquence
And exercise my past days to
See what things was relevant
My sixth point, intelligence
No one seems to use it
Wonder if I'm dissing ya I'll
Tell ya if I do it
Seven deadly sins, plus 9 pedestrians
One squad I represent, defeating us
Guess again it's takes the best of men to
Overcome the rest of em
Take the lesser men and rebuilt
Ain't no questioning
Now who's impressing them
Check the truer specimen hot like Mexican
Take the proper steps to win
Problems next to him, but still will prevail
With a mic in my hand and
The skill you should feel
Ground squad, Round off, Prepare, Crowns off
Found War, Now your, in for, downfall
Want war, got war, want more, got raw
Ground squad, sound soft, nah sound off
Set and stand out, cut the band out
And let me hype man out
Take the mic stand now, excite hands down
Deleting competition and still stand proud
Constructive, over your head still productive
Got you hanging off my words
Class be seductive
Ya had enough kid, relax and listen
I'm sick of everybody in
This rap game bitchin
First off, I'll make a few things clear
Don't be yapping in my ear bout
Some stupid shit ya hear
Take it from the source, Class no other
I'll bring it to your face to
Keep your mind from getting cluttered
Second, to the people disrespecting
Taking me for granite cause I'm unsigned
Fuck you! I'll cuss who
Ever wants to step to this essence
Now feel my presence, in every sentence
A message
Ground squad, Round off, Prepare, Crowns off
Found War, Now your, in for, downfall
Want war, got war, want more, got raw
Ground squad, sound soft, nah sound off
Ground squad, Round off, Prepare, Crowns off
Found War, Now your, in for, downfall
Want war, got war, want more, got raw
Ground squad, sound soft, nah sound off
That's the bottom line right
Now you can see where I be coming from
See what I'll be dealing with
Understanding some of them
These people acting dumb to me
And I can't seem to concentrate
Then I got these other people
Bitchin like they men-es trate
That's my third problem never meant
To lay it on ya but life's a funny thing
I'll probley turn and blame it on ya
I need to keep my head straight
Can't drink and such
But that's my forth problem
People say I think too much
But for the fifth, it's like this
Looking at the large few
Still ain't seeing shit
Got me wondering what's the
Reason for my rhyme and so fucking tired
When people tell me it's a waste of time
I told ya, this is my life
If anybody's having any doubts
You can die twice
One death for my soul, another for yourself
Now do the mathematics
Or rewind and try to figure it out
Ground squad, Round off, Prepare, Crowns off
Found War, Now your, in for, downfall
Want war, got war, want more, got raw
Ground squad, sound soft, nah sound off
And from one point to another
I'm lifting up my eloquence
And exercise my past days to
See what things was relevant
My sixth point, intelligence
No one seems to use it
Wonder if I'm dissing ya I'll
Tell ya if I do it
Seven deadly sins, plus 9 pedestrians
One squad I represent, defeating us
Guess again it's takes the best of men to
Overcome the rest of em
Take the lesser men and rebuilt
Ain't no questioning
Now who's impressing them
Check the truer specimen hot like Mexican
Take the proper steps to win
Problems next to him, but still will prevail
With a mic in my hand and
The skill you should feel
Ground squad, Round off, Prepare, Crowns off
Found War, Now your, in for, downfall
Want war, got war, want more, got raw
Ground squad, sound soft, nah sound off