Lyrics Just the Way It Is - Classified

Just the Way It Is

I played these strings as a kid
I play these strings like a violinist
Or a violent man whose life is finished
In it till the death of me
'Till the bones are all that’s left of me Look and y’all see the remedy the authenticity
Eternally everlasting mapping out this craft till my last breath
You bury me with pharaoh in my casket
I mastered this massive maze avoid disaster
And came to my senses learning lessons to harass
I’m raised right night or daylight never got stage fright
Ya fame might cash for the moment but I slay mics
I stay tight class and DL u know they same types
Rapping and reciting cause we enticing a new life
It’s like that, and thats just the way it is And to my kids in the next life my minds on the biz
Y’all can classify the raps that I exhibit
Exquisitely and simply, Eternia that’s reppin’this
We’ve dealt with the ups and downs
It’s just the way it is, the way the world goes round
Some people choose to smile other choose to frown
It’s just the way it is, the way the world goes round
And once you at the top they hafta take your crown
It’s just the way it is, the way the world goes round
We filled the foundation from the underground
It’s just the way it is, the way the world goes round
You now I’m that kid reppin’the burbs
Who spits and severs your words
Talk with a full mouth, spit, then enter my verse
These copycats neva get to heaven first
Cause they style is fadin’out like some chip n’pepper shirts
Y’all need to spit some other words, rip a better verse
To concerned to get the cheddar first
That’s why you never get the perks
And I’ve been playin with this game since I was fifteen
Livin in the outbacks, dirty and sportin’ripped jeans
I’ve been here, rock shows, ten years I dropped flows
It’s just the way it is, I did this shit and neva got doe
Much love though, everything I did it made me tighter
And now I cipher with some of the best rhyme writers
The beat slicer, I cut it up on every angle
With these live instruments layin’over dirty samples
I’ve been amped, ever since the pen and pad been in my hand
Represent the hour glass, (times up) it’s done man
Somebody said DL you spit too many battle rhymes
You ain’t sayin nothin’you fuck with nigga’s minds
There’s meaning to my lines, so listen carefully
A metaphor, a simile I ride the melody
I’m buyin what your sellin D I master my craft
That’s what you’re thinkin but some day I hope I’m makin some cash
I did it for the love of the art, it didn’t pay off
Should I sell out?
By no means just keep workin hard
I’m tryin to quit my day job, build a career
Move with god speed, rockin a spear
Guitar riffs like heavy metal, I’ve got the heavy mental
I come equipped with the real shit, the bare essentials
I’ve covered ground like an H2 Hummer
So next time nigga’s wont sleep like slumber
Just incase you wonder, I’ve got a thick catalog
I’m not a newcomer I’m just new to y’all
Yo yo fathers and holy spirits?
Critics ridiculed my hits but dig it Nobody show, they flow infinite
I live it, love it, done it and did it Visually vivid, come in it I spit it I kill I will I’m in it to win it I was born shell toein', elbowin', hell throwin
Jam blowin'(shortly known as) ???
End zone in my flow can leave your crew deceased
But check the news release
The son is classified;
you know he’s rulin’the east
Good grief, peep the article
Blaze you with the audible, spark you with the arsenal
Can’t stop the honorable
Bad to the bone, either condemn or condone
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will go to war like like Arafat and Sharon
Cause I’m the king of the throne, internationally known
Fuck a pen and a pad cause now I write with tablets of stone
Give the God credit
Go ahead and treat it like a lost?
Classified, just the way it is: authentic