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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Classified
Classified
Künstler:in
Kreasha Turner
Kreasha Turner
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Mark Pellizer
Mark Pellizer
Gitarre
David Christiensen
David Christiensen
Flöte
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jake Boyd
Jake Boyd
Komponist:in
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Komponist:in
Mike Boyd
Mike Boyd
Komponist:in
Mark Pellizer
Mark Pellizer
Komponist:in
David Christiensen
David Christiensen
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Luke Boyd
Luke Boyd
Produzent:in
Dan Weston
Dan Weston
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
No love for crowdads, them wheels is old mags
Factory joints, I sit back in gold glasses
Count mine out on the grind, slow motion
Blunts lit, guns is big, strong noses
Drinking Don Julio, playing spades
Got my knife out, chopping through duffel bags of haze
Packing money, talking shit, watching Netflix, vibin'
My bitch is a Grecian, 4-5 beside me
You know the drawer full of that cocaine
Ten thousand square feet of lab, I live with a cold flame
Her nickname is Cashes, ass is Jurassic
Black cards, wet clit, she classic
Know me from where the drugs be flowin' in
It's like Medellin here, you might get left in the cold wind
Bloodline is gangster, you **** is wanksters
We kill for real, keep it moving and drink piss
[Verse 2]
I could never hate a man for being himself
I wish you nothing but the best through sickness and health
Through the battles and the travels and everything else
I call it how I see it, yeah, best believe I only say it
'Cause it's true, it's all real
No need to sugar-coat it, we only say it 'cause it's true
[Verse 3]
Yeah, ah-ah, don't care who's eyes are on me, I'll air all my dirty laundry
I try to keep it classy, they try to say it's raunchy
They call me bald honky, eyebrows like Sean Connery
But, either way I get that thumbs up like Fonzie
All the way across seas, to the Long Beach palm trees
To the New York concrete, there ain't a place beyond reach
I planted seeds and my crop finally started sprouting
I learn the art of rap, you learn the art of choking
You'll never see this artist frozen like the Arctic Ocean
With every word I've spoken, I put my heart and soul in
I'm too intelligent to sell you thin and dumb it down
They tryna shut me up, but every show I shut it down
How's that work, I go all out, I'm all in
In the jungle, late night, burning my stripes, digging my claws in
I'm a tiger that's been brought up in a lion's den
But I'm still product of my environment
[Verse 4]
I could never hate a man for being himself
I wish you nothing but the best through sickness and health
Through the battles and the travels and everything else
I call it how I see it, yeah, best believe I only say it
'Cause it's true, it's all real
No need to sugar-coat it, we only say it 'cause it's true
[Verse 5]
They said D12 was a choke until we reached a million
Did it two more times, they sick, we in the building
Can't stop momentum, no matter what you'll be kill 'em
Love to O D B, D12 is for the children
Can't knock 'cause Kuniva's only speaking the doctrine
From the prophet's point of view that'll only strengthen the conscience
Still enjoy when the bad chicks in my boxers
And hit the king off with some monster, that is proper
Can't snap out of my ghetto ways
A product of my environment, Fords and Chevrolets
And still manage to get caught up where the metal sprays
Cemetery where cold bodies and rose petals lay
It's all the same, worldwide
So the Henny gets swallowed back with the chaser
Holler back with your paper
That's the only way they gonna hear you, better yet, fear you
Real recognize real, the class is looking real familiar
[Verse 6]
Know this your brother right here, Raekwon the Chef, ****
It's all real
**** happy, you heard?
One hunnid
[Verse 7]
I could never hate a man for being himself
I wish you nothing but the best through sickness and health
Through the battles and the travels and everything else
I call it how I see it, yeah, best believe I only say it 'cause it's true
No need to sugar-coat it, we only say it 'cause it's true
Written by: Corey Woods, David Christiensen, Jake Boyd, Mark Pellizer, Mike Boyd
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