Classified lyrics

Classified lyrics

"Information lyrics"

Overweight Karate Kid lyrics
Like an overweight karate kid you could moonwalk over my heart using candour as painkiller tastes like vanilla to me occasionally someone please make go home, I'm the worst at being alone just tell me I ought to watch INFOMERCIALS FOR LOVE and buy all of their trust saturdays have shown us I'm not the world's most talkative guy you say it's fine but I can a
Classified
Bringing information

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Class, its all about bringing information



It's all a thinking process kid.
My mind begins a track
Frequncy about the normal where you head like in Iraq
Try to counteract'
And wonder how i got up in your brain
Just before you maybe reckon information was clame to  fame
but now you talking like you made it off your street life
Everynow and then we all be leading to freak mics
So keep tight
And keep your head from wondering
I'll be known as Classer kid that everone be yawndering
So by suprise acts, except with open arms
Never thinking i'm a God in my solar , got the high roller
You define gold selling, a certain ammount of records
We'll its worth respect and what you earn, baby you can burn
Backup lyrics
Why I ain't your buddy Why I ain't your buddy Why I ain't your buddy Why I ain't your buddy Why I ain't your buddy Why I ain't your buddy Why I ain't your buddy Why I ain't your buddy Now I wake up in the morning get out of bed Go to school get good grades to put myself ahead Now I work so hard for everything I got Now who the fuck is Jerry to tell me that
Havent you learn that time your doing time past Smash That! Everybody knows that i'm the last laugh so past that on the people in your click cause when i be laying rhymes you know they guaranted thick ------- (2x) Never slowing down son i got no time for wasting Class - Its all about bringing information And when i'm on the mic i speak to every single nation Class - its all about bringing information ------- yo There comes a time in everybody's simple life when things get complacated, try to dodge it and debate it but a, how do you think we got this far? On are own brains? Heres a fucking sign blowin' up like it was propane I'ma take you to a spot where everyone can see givin' props to every person who supported me (like who) Jolly Green Quincy Brun, we still in con
Forever My Love lyrics
(Carly Simon/James Taylor)Words of loveSoftly spokenLike clouds aboveDrift awayWhat shall I say?To let you know the way I feelShould I cry out loud that love is real?Or simply revealForever my loveTime alone will tell usLovers born in MayMay grow bitter and jealousFaded and grayWhat shall I say?It's not another
act Can't forget jordon for helping me record my first rap Many years to come Got to speak on diffirent terms Never learn If you keep repeating on the never sirmen i keep on burning like a candel in the wind I think my flame it blowin' out, kid i got to much adrenalin(e) You'll never hold me down. So, give up And throw your tallent Knocked out again, i take home the medallion your tralling behind son moving to the for ground, so don't talk shit puffing up your toplit ------- Never slowing down son i got no time for wasting Class - Its all about bringing information And when i'm on the mic i speak to every single nation Class - its all about bringing information ------- So open up your mind. Don't forget about the facts Everything and what you hear, you got to see
Guest Informant lyrics
Baghdad/Space Cog/Analyst * You'll never guess who called It was Craig Steele. It's stool pigeons, da da da da Guest informant, guest informant Guest informant, guest informant I called the colonel to the cheap hotel, I attacked the bed I wired the phones as well, Colonel Boggs McRoley [waltzes Michelle.] And I count it all, I have not counted on Guest Info
o believe it last Lots of people talking (Class, i'll be done for years) but when i'm bowling threw all the people run for clears kid i aint mad at cha, i gotta live my own life This is the way i picked my plain. I got to hold up tight And if i'm right, then i'm right if i'm wrong then oh we'll There aint no prusure on my soul i got to pay my toll Every person pays a price one time or other It doesn't matter what your name be or ya colour you take your shoot, i'll take my chance and we can enter that and leave the drama for these could who wana try to rap ------- (2x) Never slowing down son i got no time for wasting Class - Its all about bringing information And when i'm on the mic i speak to every single nation Class - its all about bringing information -------