Cla**ified - Trial & Error lyrics

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Cla**ified - Trial & Error lyrics

I keep on steppin' with cla** (with cla**) N-n-n-n-n-now We been [Chorus:] I keep on steppin with cla** Keep on movin, folks might even be hatin' me But I shall proceed, yes indeed don't underrate me (N-n-n-n-n-now) watch us do our thing (We been) in and out this game Comin' through with the mic in my hand No guarantees but I take my chance [Verse 1:] Rotate, everybody in the whole place In a cold state, move with a bold face Act criminal, ya'll like O.J But we all know you safe like home plate Cla** spit this rough like road rage Where you comin' off? weekend low rates? Oh great, waste of my patience Wait for rotation on radio stations Stress can't think Off the wall, layin on the brink Never need a shrink Rap: my output Feel it in the pen, write it in my notebook I'm no crook, but don't think I won't fill your a** with both foot And no you never lost your brain You can't understand cause I talk with slang Bent off the chain, trial and error Track for track, mile of terror Say what you want, cause I don't hear ya Done with the gossip, visions clearer Heads get twisted from talkin' hype Like every emcee just lost his sight [? ] tight until I toss the mic You ain't sayin nothin... get off the mic! [Chorus x2] [Verse 2:] And ever since day one, stuck to my guns Same outlook never changed none And some people act strange and dumb Sayin' I sold out cause fans I gained some Anybody explain to me how this game came to be a f**in' joke Everything's goin' up in smoke, any day now I'm bustin' out Cla**, got kids to pa**, it's deeper than that you can't pa** Cla** Fall down, the get off your a** It ain't a pep talk it's a lesson, the last I ain't tryin to be a teacher man But I will educate tryin to reach my fans You ain't underground cause you make a? track You an armature, you ignore the fact Got heads in the back about to flip off Don't talk or you might get your lip popped Start sh** like super bowl kickoff Take time like I just stole your wrist watch Pay dues, sh** I pay don'ts Made some mistakes and I never fade out Cla** got this game of lock [? ] [Chorus x2]