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[verse 1] yeah listen emcees don't sleep, wake up check the schedule Class on the mic, turn me up another decible some think i make money copein through a festival some think i'm dope, and they put me on a pedistal some say i'm cocky though, and tell me that my head is full but i don't need 'em though, cause that's what real friends are for and i don't know you man, sorry my attention's short shouldn't pay attention, to a stupid message board i take it all for what it's worth, you can rest ashore and i don't fall for stupid shit, like sex wit whores i'm on the road to rock shows, and get paid i play hard to get, so i'm hard to get played i stay out the clubs, cause i don't need the static it's hot enough in here, so i stay out of the attic i don't rap wit rappers, so all yall fuck off you aint scared of nothin, so drop all the tough talk [chorus x2] i got somethin to say, so let me get into it no time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence no way, i'm tryin to make a point so respect it (i'm holdin it down, and put it all in perspective) Letras de canciones[verse 2] yeah and when my tongue twist, i run this dumb shit hit hard like drum sticks, on drum kits, pump this play this in the streets, for the heads, or the club for the drunk chicks (yeah) beats bang, plus i spit till my gums split you mighta knew me from the hey now song and i dropped maritimes, another played out song but the real heads know this, Class is the man what these fake heads think, i'm a flash in the pan (listen) i was spittin before you existed shit kid, i was enlisted before you showed interest before you knew how to use furry hoops, or had a clue of master beats, and the rubix cube too i don't handle biz, when i'm smokin my green if you call when i'm high, then you get my machine and any person know kid, it's just how i do it so don't inturupt, when i'm tryna do my music [chorus] i got somethin to say, so let me get into it no time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence no way, i'm tryin to make a point so respect it (i'm holdin it down, and put it all in perspective x5) [verse 3] (whoo!) and i was raised by my parents, to speak wit manners growin up fairytale, like believin in santa got excited over small things, like treats from grandma same thing now, except it's weed from the manager love mary jane, shit i think it's awsome it's wierd how pot heads like to brag about their problems now i got people tryin to say i do coke well i never put a motherfuckin thing in my nose, okay do you, but it's not for me, fuck it's all i got, i keep my nostrils clean you could quit with the cost of the talkin and all that worry bout yourself, not me, now fall back [chorus] i got somethin to say, so let me get into it no time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence no way, i'm tryin to make a point so respect it (i'm holdin it down and put it all in perspective) i got somethin to say, so let me get into it no time for wastin, i aint tryin to be a nuesence no way, i'm tryin to make a point so respect it (i'm holdin it down and put it all in perspective x5) (Thanks to Chelsea for these lyrics) From Letras Mania