Heard you met some guy, only been a few weeks How can you be fine? God, you make it look so easy While I'm still caught up on you leavin' Does he treat you right? Does he treat you different? I've been losin' nights Somewhere between the high and lonely Wonderin' if you think about me 'Cause I'm always thinkin' 'bout you Are you fallin' in love while I've been fallin' to pieces? All these memories of us, wish that I had that amnesia To forget that you left 'Cause you're still in my head I always bottle it up, until the bottle is empty I'm still drunk in your love, readin' notes that you left me All the good times I'd lose To erase you, oh, I'd do anything Mornings in New York, left your coffee cup there Sittin' on the floor This apartment's like my head, so messy I'll throw you away when I'm ready 'Cause I'm I still not over you Are you fallin' in love while I've been fallin' to pieces? All these memories of us, wish that I had amnesia To forget that you left 'Cause you're still in my head I always bottle it up, until the bottle is empty I'm still drunk in your love, readin' notes that you left me All the good times I'd lose To erase you, oh, I'd do anything (Oh-oh, I'd do anything) (Oh-oh) Heard you met some guy, only been a few weeks How could you be fine? God, you make it look so easy So easy, oh-oh Are you fallin' in love while I've been fallin' to pieces? All these memories of us, wish that I had amnesia To forget that you left 'Cause you're still in my head I always bottle it up, until the bottle is empty I'm still drunk in your love, readin' notes that you left me All the good times I'd lose To erase you, oh, I'd do anything

[Verse 1] 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 dope, and they put me on a pedistal Some say i'm cocky 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 shit, 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 fuck 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 shit 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 Shit 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 weed from the manager Love mary jane, shit 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 motherfuckin thing in my nose, okay Do you, but it's not for me, fuck 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)

It's the weekend On the East Coast Got a little crazy last night Woke up in the back seat Of a row boat No clothes, no phone, comatose (You ready? Yeah!) I guess I dove off Of the deep end Now I'm just paying the price High cost of living Guess you get what you give in No pressure no diamonds No-no pressure, no diamonds This is for the rogue soldier, dope smoker and home-owner Show closer, show boater and stone thrower Party people and the people staying home sober This is for the ones who give me love, and the cold shoulder I do this for the low-rollers and the YOLO-ers Go-getters and the Monday morning no-showers This is for the high-rollers, with no chauffeurs And the ones who ain't got nothing to hide, like comb-overs Take a spiced rum, with a little cold soda I'm the giving type - organ and bone donor You can feel the pressure building as you grow older Grind hard, yeah I told ya This is for the Weekend On the West coast Got a little crazy last night Woke up in the back seat Of a row boat No clothes, no phone, comatose I guess I dove off Of the deep end Now I'm just paying the price High cost of living Guess you get what you give in No pressure, no Fresher than fresh Yes I'm the best No pressure nonetheless - One might contest Until they figure out What this nigga 'bout - Knockin' the beats Gettin' this [?] Taking a trip And having a [?] I made your girl want to skinny dip Rub my nuts three times, made your bitch a genie She made my dick disappear then reappear, do it down Gave it to her best friend, lube it down See I don't even know where I'm at (but we smokin'!) Somewhere in Nova Scotia, Canada, bustin' the mack You see Pimpin' ain't got no restrictions I'm your DJ while I'm stayin' in the mixin' Fixin' the batch I woke up with a bad bitch in my lap, my nigga Cause I'm cool like that See it's a Monday, a fun day, and one day I'll quit But until then, my nigga, we gon' just get lit Cause it's the weekend On the West coast (West coast, baby!) Got a little crazy last night Woke up in the back seat Of a row boat No clothes, no phone, comatose I guess I dove off Of the deep end Now I'm just paying the price High cost of living Guess you get what you give in No pressure, no diamonds Yeah I know I'm gonna pay for this tomorrow Cause tonight we going in - like a porno And tonight we going hard - like a porno And then we gonna eat out - or Digiorno I'm worn out, with a sore throat, and hungover I'm a train wreck, rain check, I done told ya These late nights and early mornings soon gotta go I guess I can't expect to hit the highs, and not the lows I'll pick my battles - I ain't tryna do this every night Trying to slow it down so I can party long as Betty White No pain, no gain No pressure, no diamonds Let's grind all day for all my people surviving Till The weekend On the East coast (East coast!) Got a little crazy last night Woke up in the back seat Of a row boat No clothes, no phone, comatose I guess I dove off Of the deep end Now I'm just paying the price High cost of living Guess you get what you give in No pressure, no diamonds No-no pressure, no diamonds No-no pressure no, no pressure no diamonds I mean this is some Classified shit right here man Big Snoop Dogg Coming at you live and direct Straight from the mother fucking West coast Yeah, we in Nova Scotia [?] that It don't get no realer than this I mean this is the realest it can get, man This is realer than real - you feel that? Get in the back and feel that You can smell it through the back Laughter

Yo Class, how you doin Dunn? I'm back in the 'fax (yeah) I'm takin time off from the act and I got to relax Beat Yo, Fresh 'tro I got a few treats (uh) You been up in this city long? Cool, well, I'm sorry about the weather (uh) It's been raining all week, I hope it gets a little better Either way Class listen (what?), I got a ill vision About a song I'm workin on, You think you got the right rhythm? Man come on, you know I got some shit that'll break your neck I used up what I want but you can take what's left Oh, don't give me bullshit dog, you know I blaze the set You know you got somethin saved for Wes I got a ill concept, (hip hop) How I paid the real line debt since (what?) 1987 , I've been reppin on the cyphers and the sessions And I'll still be gettin stress on the block (yeah) You know it's hard to be hip-hop And ain't nobody stayin real (uh) It don't pay bills when you showcase skill (uh) Ain't nobody living off of doin windmills Or painting train rails, that's real (that's real) [Hook - Classified] - w/ ad libs It's hard to be hip hop You know it's hard to be hip hop It's hard to be hip hop (I love it) You know it's hard to be hip hop But we got to be hip hop (I love it) I got no gas and grill, so my raps ain't real (yeah) Cause I don't pack steal, do my tracks appeal? And to the mass appeal, watch how fast they fail Yeah I'm hip hop son until my casket's sealed It's hard in a culture when the fans are fickled Understand my issue, your own man'll diss you One minute your whack and then your jam's official Yeah, and then they switch again So bottles or cans'll hit you LL And then they hated him And then they loved him again Then they degraded him So lately, basically, I don't know if I can play to win Survival of the fittest, let me see what kind of shape I'm in Yo 'stro, when I was younger like nineteen (uh) I could spend all day writin rhyme schemes (uh) Spittin freestyle or cypher in the streets But now I got responsibilities [Hook - Classified] - w/ ad libs Yo, it's hard to be hip hop You know it's hard to be hip hop It's hard to be hip hop (I love it) You know it's hard to be hip hop But we got to be hip hop (I love it) [Break] - w/ scratches "No, this is not an illusion" "Y'all can't carry on" "No, this is not an illusion" "No rest for nothin, nothin less" "No, this is not an illusion" "No, this is not an illusion" "No rest for nothin, nothin less" (nothin less, nothin less) Luke Thinkin life's like a video shoot They ain't spittin the truth True, I got a similar view (uh huh) But I guess that's the damage the industry do I'm twenty-eight, unemployed (uh), a grown ass man (uh) Still tryin to rap with no fall back plan Go all out fam, you got nothin to lose (uh huh, yeah) Cause only to yourself, you got somethin to prove Yeah, we got to be hip-hop, it's all that we know Lace up the Shell Toe 'stro? Yo, on with the show (on with the show) Get the drum track goin dirty? Yeah, enough small talk But whatever you drop, keep it hard [Hook - Classified] - w/ ad libs And it's got to be hip hop It's got to be hip hop (I love it) Got to be hip hop (I love it) You know it's hard to be hip hop It's hard to be hip hop (I love it) You know it's hard to be hip hop But we got to be hip hop (I love it)

[Intro: Sample with Female Singer] How can I give you, what you're asking for? Oh baby When the feeling is gone (when the feeling is gone) [Verse 1: Classified] It's been a while since we last conversated, still can't believe we never made it Lookin back at the way it was, high school love, both of us embraced it Let me take it back a bit, to the place where the whole story starts Before we ever had a clue or even knew, how hard relationships are We was in the same class and I, use to try to make her laugh, then I Tried to take it farther then a friend, but she just a little hesistant It took longer then I thought, yeah I'll admit it, but I stayed patient Was a lot like the music game, never had the skills but I had the motivation Then in Grade 12, hooked up, became officially involved I got the lady I've been waitin on, you could say the the mystery is solved I graduated that year but never left, stayed another one Told my parents I was upgradin, really I was waitin for you to be done After that, moved to the big city, got a small place together Slept, lived, drank, ate together, but it made it hard for us to stay together Life is oh so unexpected, shouldn't have, the good and bad Now I'm lookin back at it all, these are problems a man and woman have [Chorus: Chad Hatcher (Kaleigh Cole) - w/ ad libs] She says that I should leave, she says I should go She don't understand, all I've been waitin for is everything {is everything} For something {for something}, to change {change} (But I think that I should stay, things could be the same It's just me and you, with no one to blame But you don't see {but you don't see} It's only me {it's only me}, that would change) {changeee} How can I give you, what you're asking for, ohhhh baby When that feeling is gone [Verse 2: Classified] So after about a year or so, a lot of bickerin and fightin came Everything we had together, fell apart slow, never seemed worth the pain More hatin then there was lovin, both arguin about nothin Neither one of apologize, I guess the two of us were too stubborn Still lived together though, though decided maybe we should take a break I never really wanted that, I just wanted change, that was my mistake I never thought we would break up, never thought I'd find another like her But I was still thinkin we'd get back together and these loose ends would become tighter But no way, no luck, threw the towel in, we broke up I moved out, choked up, depressed every day I woke up Found out she had another man and this is when it really hit home Fuck I lost everything I had and I ain't the type who likes to be alone Now I'm tryin to move along and I felt it difficult to stay strong But dark days always brighten up, if the fight in ya keeps movin on A couple months after all of this, I bumped into another girl I knew Had a couple dates in high school, a type of girl you don't forget, simply beautiful We talked for a little bit, we took some time out and reminisced And I forgot about my dark days, she taught me heartbreak can lead to happiness When I was down and had no faith, she showed me everything is okay My soul mate, I never would of thought a break up could end so great [Chorus: w/ ad libs] [Outro: Sample with Female Singer] How can I give you, what you're asking for? Oh, let's go our separate ways, oh baby

[INTRO] (Memories in the corner of my mind, flashbacks I was laughing all the time) x3 You're getting older. Glass is half full or half empty [Verse 1] I turn the page on my calendar Oh how the months fly Another day passed, another sunrise Another cloudy day feels like I'm out of shape Worn down, out of place, choked up and tongue tied The weather's getting colder The furnace doesn't heat me it's harsh growing older My grandmothers both passed And the year before last, my grandfather never woke up from his nap I used to hang around with my crew everyday Now, we might have a drink like every other week Life changes in a blink Shit, my eyelids are sore I still can't believe my aunt and uncle got divorced Got me feeling nauseous Too many times I almost lost it Gotta stay responsible but I feel exhausted And when my man Shane Jackson died He had my eyes leaking like the kitchen faucet I'm drained out I wish I never had to grow up The baggage is too heavy for anybody to hold up I used to never have a care in the world And it changed, and I thought am I prepared for this world? I don't know [Hook] Just let it go, let it go now Just let it go, let it go now And you will learn how to run And you will always be The one who found your way, young The sun that made the day, young And you will walk away Number one, one, one, run, run... [Verse 2] Every night we lay to rest So every morning is a rebirth I walked so many paths that my ankles and my feet hurt I was always hands on, always wanted to be first I'm glad I've grown strong and did my research They try to tell me things get better with time And every morning is a new day, open your blinds I always think about the yesterdays And the things I used to stress and be depressed about I'm glad I axed 'em out I'm glad I've grown It's good to be alive Enjoy it cause when the wind blows the years breeze by These lines on my face and bags under my eyes A proof that I've been living and experienced a life I know I lost some old friends and my grandmothers' gone But I made more new friends and my daughter was born Everything I got excited about that grew old I get more joy watching her experience unfold I've seen it all The fakeness, the greatness I'm smarter, I'm sharper, I'm confident and patient I'm more at peace and comfortable with my identity A lot of shit I went through as a kid can stay a memory Let it be [Hook] [OUTRO] (Memories in the corner of my mind, flashbacks I was laughing all the time) X2 I turn the page on my calendar Oh how the months fly Another day passed, another sunrise Another cloudy day feels like I'm out of shape Worn down, out of place, choked up and tongue tied Just let it go, let it go now...