De-Classified

Picked the longest beat you had cause I want to be spittin forever I spit on the ledger, spittin like I fuckin bit into pepper But I never spit shit sick unless the sick shit that I'm spittin is clever, ya dig You want a penny for my thoughts f*ck it here's a quarter You either enemy or supporter Either you fucking with me or I ain't got time for ya Not tryna fill your head full of lore ya see I just want to be spittin the truth Take that what I've learned and I give it to youth Then I take that what I've earned then I get in the booth Then I make that track burn then I give it to you But I struggle being an artist I struggle being a father I struggle everyday and the struggle's seeming harder One step up two steps back and forth nearer, then farther Can't even recall the fuckin face of my father But I'll be damned if I let that happen to my girls Got two beautiful kids and they're my world Don't understand how some people can be so hateful Got my little ones in this life so you know that I'm Greatful And you ain't gotta prop me, just stay outta my way when the cage is unlocked, C I ain't got that rock, but you can catch me at the Roxy Every time I talk on this mic, it's like lyrical boxing, Pacquiao I snatched the crown, everybody wanna to snap me now They run up on me while I'm on the mic, and I slap em down They think they tight, I'm fuckin laughing now What's this kid so brash about I'm an All-star, keep talking imma smash your mouth I'm passed the doubt, I ain't ever gassin out Got a new whip but I ain't ever crashing now Hit the jackpot but I ain't casino' out Some days I rap sad some days I rap happy Some days I rap like the hand of a god slapped me Sometimes it feels like the times are comin at me But what else can I do the times are gettin nasty Sometimes I think about the people in my past that lied Sometimes I think about the people in my past that died Sometimes I stay awake at night, hatin life, pain by, but you know that I keep that shit Classified