| Now people come from the left and the right
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| And they try to get up on me
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| Don’t do so, so why they step up to me raunchy (?)
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| You try to fool me but then you catch the backhand
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| Then you jump my friends so now it’s on again yeah
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| Recognize ain’t a damn thing changed
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| Cause I’ll still be the rhymesayer, still be the mind player
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| I’m playin' with your mind I’m playin' with your thoughts
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| But now it’s back to business so check out what I brought
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| I’m bringin' tears to emcee’s eyes
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| When they see me rise
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| People think I’m pleasin', but really gettin' even
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| Revenge is what I come back to prove
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| Come back to get,
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| Come back to move,
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| Come back to wreck
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| Check me out, check the mic out
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| Or put it back on the block till I say its time to rock
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| The clock strikes four, so I guess you want some more
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| The clock strikes five, so now it’s time to classify
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| Classify you on the down-low, on the down road
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| Now you leave the stage cause you lost all your flow
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| You embarrass, garish like parish
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| Don’t start hidin', raise your head and start flyin'
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| Start ridin' on the funk track that we produced
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| Now it’s time to hang loose
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| Life’s a bitch
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| (And then you die)
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| Do you like what you get?
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| Do you like what you see?
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| Do you like who I am?
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| And do you like who I be?
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| People comin' far and wide just to see Classified
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| But then I woke up, I wouldn’t try to let the passion by
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| I ain’t a liar but I’m learnin' to be higher
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| Life in a wreck here’s a nickel on my bet
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| My luck’s strippin' so I start to sink into the gutter
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| I’m down low and I need help from another
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| Your brother’s on ya but this ain’t nothin' new
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| Cause deep down inside you know he’s just tryin' to get to you
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| You do what you do,
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| I’ll do what I did
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| Cause I’m leavin' face prints, and every single kid numb
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| Dissin' my style, it ain’t me
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| But when I take my leap
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| I’m strikin' suckers in they sleep
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| You wake up, you see the marks Classified left
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| Life is a bitch and I’ll sing it to my last breath
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| Here’s my last one before I take my ride
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| 1995, don’t forget Classified
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| It’s a bitch
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| And then you die |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Life’s A Bitch, artist - Classified. Album song While You Were Sleeping, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп