[Intro - Classified - talking]

(Listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen)

Class, yeah, yeah, yo

[Verse 1 - Classified]

Now when I speak truth (yeah), I get labeled as a asshole

Say what I see, talk what Class knows

Everybody wanna sit on the plateau

Never grow up, stay young and act out

Never back out, don't make assumptions

Tracks hit and I still spit substance

Yes y'all, straight killin the public

Over the top with next to no budget

Kid's tight but gotta stay focused

Rip mics, ripped off by promoters

Handle my bus' (okay), keep hands clean

I roll with a crew but I'm a one man team (and)

Doesn't matter if you think I'm hot or not

Just keep talkin 'bout me at the Barber Shop

No names drop, that gained you props

Don't be jealous, someday my reign'll stop

But until then I'm still gonna do this (yeah)

Without music, I'm basically useless (what?)

Stand here for another ten years

With a mic in my hand and a beat in my ear

[Hook]

Now let me make myself clear (okay), been only here for a minute

Need to get this off of my mind, just let me handle my business (yes)

I'm takin it one at a time (ha), I've just begun so man listen

So listen (listen), so listen (listen), so listen (listen), listen

(listen, listen)

[Verse 2 - Classified]

Never fall off, Class still spit it

Freestyle for hours, end you in minutes (ha)

Talk trash, kid I ain't kiddin

Ain't a funny guy but I leave you in stitches

And I'm a say it, MCs are bitches

Always complain every time we spit shit

Worse than women, gossip and dissin

Damn, I do it too but ain't afraid to admit it (ha)

Feels like the whole World just flipped around

I know kids used to hate, now give me pounds

Same time I know kids used to love me

Made moves, now they can't stop actin ugly

But that's hip-hop, your average fan

Stay underground, be the favorite band

Guess it feels like they found somethin new

But when other people like it, they start hatin you

And that's hip-hop

[Break - Scratched samples]

("Embrace my words, em-em-embrace my words")

("Word, word, word, words, word, word, words")

(Listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen) - 2X

[Verse 3 - Classified]

And I know what I done (yeah), media ignores me

I done more than the artist in your story

Go ahead, don't bother to support me (nope)

So much hate in my own territory (haha)

I'll still lay tracks to rest

Live in effect, Class in the flesh (and)

I should teach rap in steps (ha)

Sell it to whack cats on paperback cassettes (yes)

I'll do what I need to survive this

Ain't goin back to the nine to five shift

(Smoke too much weed) and I'm tryin to be the livest

Tryin to make noise but I move in silence, yeah

[Hook] - 2X

(Listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen) - 2X