Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Unusual, artist - Classified. Album song Handshakes and Middle Fingers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Half Life
Song language: English
Unusual |
No more running from the black cloud, got it all mapped out |
I put it in a figure-four until it tap out (yeah) |
Still there some that rather see me in a crack house |
Stick up kids staking' out the block trying jack Mouse |
Newsflash if you thinking I’m a cash cow |
You probably ain’t a fan nigga, that ain’t what I rap 'bout |
I’m on setting goals, trying to achieve it |
I’m such an open book but they don’t bother to read it (ha) |
The teacher said I would never get ahead (nah) |
All I could do is laugh, them threats was all funny |
According to her I’d be dead before twenty (uh) |
But it’s cool, I’ve been mislead before honey (oh) |
I’m checking for more money, you will be disorganized |
Use to staring at tortured eyes from my walk of life |
Want to let her know I got a lot left to give |
It’s difficult to understand what you never lived |
Now it’s raining inside, but that’s not unusual |
But the way that I’m feeling’s, becoming usual |
I guess you could say |
The clouds are moving away |
Ayo, that’s how my days go, from rain showers to rainbows |
I’m from the place of mayflowers and raincoats |
John Smiths and Jane Does |
A bunch of nobodies who talk shit out their a-hole |
But that’s just the way it goes, I pay no mind to banks close |
I know it takes two to tango, so I lay low |
We brush ‘em off Eh Joe (oh!), not a word |
We’re borderline assholes like immigration officers |
Word, it gets better and gets worse |
I’m more used to it everyday I’m on this Earth |
People think they know me real good (they don’t, they don’t) |
Tryin to pinpoint, judge me? |
(I know, I know) |
Y’all need to look a little deeper than the little whiff of reefer |
That I bring into the double feature movie at the theater |
I live away the day while you’re playing your charades |
I could weather out the storm, so rain on my parade (I'm used to it anyway) |
Now it’s raining inside, but that’s not unusual (No, no, no, no) |
But the way that I’m feeling’s, becoming usual |
Uh, my sermon won’t be over 'til church end (uh) |
My first Benz made me see, see I had the worst friends (uh) |
Meanwhile thought I was hanging with the same men (uh) |
Success ain’t never change me but it changed them |
Something different about me, you can blame time |
It ain’t a crime why, 'cause your problems ain’t mine |
I learned quick if they don’t care about everything that you bear |
Must mean that everything ain’t meant to be shared (shared) |
I share the same views |
When things are getting rough, there are few who remain true (ha) |
This ain’t new (nah), ain’t nothing unusual |
I don’t need you, I’m glad that feels mutual |
How can you be so shallow, swimming in the deep water? |
It’s a fine line and your walking on the edge |
Yeah I’m used to the rain falling on my head |
But this weather got we wishing I was crawling into bed |
It’s cold, life is snowballing again |
Now it’s raining inside, but that’s not unusual |
But the way that I’m feeling’s, becoming usual |
I guess you could say |
The clouds are moving away |