Cla**ified - Pa**ion lyrics

Cla**ified! (Cla**ified) Where you at?! (Where you at) I'm right here. Can you feel that pa**ion (can you feel that pa**ion) Uh Can you feel that pa**ion (can you feel that pa**ion) Uh Yeah Inside the place, with all the ba** with all all the ba** with all all the ba** Yeah Inside the place, with all the ba** (I feel like a rap star) with all all the ba** with all all the ba** Yeah I go to sleep, every night with a couple of girls (huh?!) 'Cuz my daughters won't sleep in their own bed Not what you think, I don't do it for the chicks, or the kicks I'ma do it for myself, and my homestead. Going hard, and I do it from afar while I'm shooting for the stars, like a telescope lens. I ain't talking 'bout rap, I'm talking 'bout where I'm at in my life, accelerate until the road ends. (Keep it real) Used to be the sayin' Now it's fake it and see who can make it, I'm just sayin' My fan base changed, but my sounds still cla**ic, show me anybody else this pa**ionate I'ma no cast, a blast from the past, I'm pasty as hell, and my fashion is trash. Ain't nobody matchin' the pa**ion of Cla** So I don't need your props, or the pats on the back I'm good [Chorus:] Some get high, and some get low, I give you my heart and soul I give you pa**ion, my pa**ion I give you my pa-pa-pa**ion! Some get high, and some get low, I give you my heart and soul I give you my everything Until I lose control And then I gotta let, GO! Too the left then, too the right and, Too the left then, too the right and... I've never felt this way before (yeah) I've never felt this way before Uh Yeah Now every morning when I wake up, I wake up ahead Aches and pains, I break the chains Split personality, razor cane And I don't get your reality, David Blaine. You gotta go hard, or go home, feel the pressure But every now and then, get away, go adventure Drink that spiced rum, smoke 'til the nights done But don't say where you got the advice from Yeah, I'm a great role model, 'cuz I don't quit sh**, I'ma sip the whole bottle I'm so thirsty, I'm hungry, my belly keeps rumblin' Tryin' to make something out of nothing. The mix master, made it in the game, Never had to dis rappers However, if after, I pull the plug on your misconception And I ain't even talkin 'bout my skin complexion [Chorus] I had this kid ask me if I really write my rhymes (wa-WHAT?!) I guess it's just a sign of the times. Lemme check (one-two) Yeah these rhymes is mine It's the life of the party kid, we wine and dine. Get your hands to the sky, high, rise and shine And keep your eyes wide open 'til the blinds recline Half man and an animal, designed to grind I'ma mix into other mankind combined (I'ma beast!) And the pa**ions, coming from the sunnn Yeah, I'm the compulsive obsessive, with a small touch of OC Always on the go so, watch as we proceed And I will never OD But my flow leaves slow from my soul, like a nose bleed No sleep late nights gettin crows feet, I can't quit it man, this pa**ion controls me [Chorus] I never, I never... Yeah Inside the place, with all the ba** with all all the ba** with all all the ba**