Sure Enough Classified (Ft. Masta Ace)
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[Intro: Classified]
Turn-turn-turn-turn it up
Turn it up (Woo)
Turn it up
[Chorus: Classified]
Oh, it's such a cliché
Hating on the man these days
And I don't need the rebate
Start the party like DJs
And I'ma let the beat break (Break)
Watch 'em do whatever we say
The beats and the lines is dope
The beats-the beats and the lines is dope (Mm)
[Verse 1: Classified]
I hit 'em hard like a heart attack
I keep it fresh off the bargain rack
The one that your dog keep on barking at (Yeah)
When I roll into town on the artic cat (Woo)
Looking like some kind of hearty snack (Yeah)
I can hit you with bars or the party rap
Better give it all a rest like it's cardiac (Flatline)
I take this serious, it ain't a joke to me
Stakes is high like cows smoking weed
Too compulsive, blame the OCD
Set the mood, I ain't talking Jodeci
I been to the heavens
I been through the highs and I been through the lows
Class and Masta Ace, back to crash the place
Stats and accolades, what, you ain't know, bro?
Turn-turn-turn-turn it up
Turn it up (Woo)
Turn it up
[Chorus: Classified]
Oh, it's such a cliché
Hating on the man these days
And I don't need the rebate
Start the party like DJs
And I'ma let the beat break (Break)
Watch 'em do whatever we say
The beats and the lines is dope
The beats-the beats and the lines is dope (Mm)
[Verse 1: Classified]
I hit 'em hard like a heart attack
I keep it fresh off the bargain rack
The one that your dog keep on barking at (Yeah)
When I roll into town on the artic cat (Woo)
Looking like some kind of hearty snack (Yeah)
I can hit you with bars or the party rap
Better give it all a rest like it's cardiac (Flatline)
I take this serious, it ain't a joke to me
Stakes is high like cows smoking weed
Too compulsive, blame the OCD
Set the mood, I ain't talking Jodeci
I been to the heavens
I been through the highs and I been through the lows
Class and Masta Ace, back to crash the place
Stats and accolades, what, you ain't know, bro?
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