Luyện nghe bài hát Passion

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

I'm here.

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

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

Inside the place, all the bass (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?!)
'Cuz my daughters won't sleep in own bed
Not what you think, I 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, like a 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 fake it and see who can make it, I'm just sayin'
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 the passion of Class
So I don't your props, or the pats on the back
I'm

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

get high, and some get low,
I give you my heart and
I give you my
I lose control

And then I let, GO!

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

Now every when I wake up, I wake up ahead
and pains, I break the chains
Split personality, cane
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 you got the advice from

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

The mix master, it in the game,
had to dis rappers
However, if after, I pull the on your misconception
And I even talkin 'bout my skin complexion

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

Get your hands to the sky, high, and shine
And keep your eyes wide open the blinds recline
Half man and an animal, designed to
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, watch as we
And I will OD

But my leaves slow from my soul,
like a nose
No sleep late gettin crows feet,
I can't it man,
this controls me

I never, I never...

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