Sure Enough

Lyrics

[Intro: Classified] Turn-turn-turn-turn it up Turn it up (Woo) Turn it up [Chorus: Classified] Oh, it's such a cliché Hating on the man these days And I don't need the rebate Start the party like DJs And I'ma let the beat break (Break) Watch 'em do whatever we say The beats and the lines is dope The beats-the beats and the lines is dope (Mm) [Verse 1: Classified] I hit 'em hard like a heart attack I keep it fresh off the bargain rack The one that your dog keep on barking at (Yeah) When I roll into town on the artic cat (Woo) Looking like some kind of hearty snack (Yeah) I can hit you with bars or the party rap Better give it all a rest like it's cardiac (Flatline) I take this serious, it ain't a joke to me Stakes is high like cows smoking weed Too compulsive, blame the OCD Set the mood, I ain't talking Jodeci I been to the heavens I been through the highs and I been through the lows Class and Masta Ace, back to crash the place Stats and accolades, what, you ain't know, bro? [Pre-Chorus: Classified] Turn it up, turn it up Put the pedal to the metal, kid, hurry up Drop this in the mix then stir it up Old school in this bitch, ever heard of us? Twenty-five in the game like I'm murderous Gotta give it to me straight, ain't no curving us No cap, dope rap every verse I bust But can he do it all again? Sure enough [Chorus: Classified] Oh, it's such a cliché Hating on the man these days And I don't need the rebate (Sure we don't) Start the party like DJs And I'ma let the beat break (Break) Watch 'em do whatever we say The beats and the lines is dope The beats-the beats and the lines is dope [Verse 2: Masta Ace and Classified] Everybody knows I been around (Been around) Putting these rap dudes in the ground (In the ground) Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today So I can break fool, no spin around (Spin around) No windmills, no headspins (Headspins) Tight with the flow like best friends (Best friends) It's funny when the pawns try coming for the king That's when the silly game of chess ends (Chess ends) I'ma clear the board like a reset (Yeah) Rob Base all I want is respect (Uh) I'm a slick brother that can easily outfox ya Word to Sean Price and the Decepts (Hm) I can transform like Voltron (Yeah) And I got a will that's so strong (Uh) I'ma make sure that they see the real me On every platform that I post on (Let's go) Y'all about looks and appearances ('Pearances) But that shit's for the weak-minded (Minded) Postin' up pics of your fake fun While y'all doing that, we grindin' (Grindin') I could break it down to the white meat (White meat) All I really need is the right beat (Right beat) Word to my name, I'ma put 'em all to shame Be a pain in the ass like a bike seat (Bike seat) [Pre-Chorus: Classified] Turn it up, turn it up Put the pedal to the metal, kid, hurry up Drop this in the mix then stir it up Old school in this bitch, ever heard of us? Twenty-five in the game like I'm murderous Gotta give it to me straight, ain't no curving us No cap, dope rap every verse I bust But can he do it all again? Sure enough [Chorus: Classified] Oh, it's such a cliché Hating on the man these days And I don't need the rebate (Sure we don't) Start the party like DJs And I'ma let the beat break (Break) Watch 'em do whatever we say The beats and the lines is dope The beats-the beats and the lines is dope [Outro] Turn it up Turn it up