Luyện nghe bài hát Passion

Classified! (Classified)
you at?! (Where you at)

I'm here.

Can you that passion (can you feel that passion)
Uh
Can you feel that (can you feel that passion)
Uh

Inside the place, all the bass
with all all the
all all the bass

Inside the place, with all the (I feel like a rap star)
all all the bass
with all all the

I go to sleep, every night with a of girls (huh?!)
my daughters won't sleep in their own bed
Not you think, I don't do it for the chicks, or the kicks
do it for myself, and my homestead.

Going hard, and I do it from
while I'm shooting for the stars, a telescope lens.
I ain't talking 'bout rap, I'm talking 'bout I'm at in my life,
until the road ends.

(Keep it real) Used to be the
Now it's fake it and see who can make it, I'm just
My fan changed, but my sounds still classic,
me anybody else this passionate

I'ma no cast, a blast the past,
I'm pasty as hell, and my is trash.
Ain't nobody matchin' the passion of
So I don't need your props, or the pats on the
I'm

Some get high, and get low,
I give you my and soul
I give you passion, my
I you my pa-pa-passion!

get high, and some get low,
I give you my and soul
I give you my
Until I lose

And then I let, GO!

Too the left then, too the and,
Too the left then, too the and...
I've never felt this way (yeah)
I've never this way before
Uh

Now every morning I wake up, I wake up ahead
and pains, I break the chains
Split personality, razor
And I don't get your reality, Blaine.

You gotta go hard, or go home, the pressure
But every now and then, get away, go
Drink that rum, smoke 'til the nights done
But don't say where you got the advice

Yeah, I'm a great role model, I don't quit shit,
sip the whole bottle
I'm so thirsty, I'm hungry, my keeps rumblin'
to make something out of nothing.

The mix master, it in the game,
Never had to dis
However, if after, I pull the plug on misconception
And I ain't even talkin 'bout my complexion

I had this kid ask me if I really my rhymes (wa-WHAT?!)
I it's just a sign of the times.
Lemme check (one-two) these rhymes is mine
It's the life of the kid, we wine and dine.

Get your to the sky, high, rise and shine
And keep your wide open 'til the blinds recline
Half man and an animal, to grind
I'ma mix into other mankind (I'ma beast!)

And the passions, coming from the

Yeah, I'm the obsessive,
a small touch of OC
Always on the go so, as we proceed
And I will OD

But my leaves slow from my soul,
like a bleed
No sleep late nights crows feet,
I can't it man,
this passion me

I never, I never...

Inside the place, with all the
with all all the
with all all the