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 that passion)
Uh

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

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

I go to sleep, night with a couple of girls (huh?!)
'Cuz my 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 for the stars, like a telescope lens.
I ain't talking 'bout rap, I'm talking 'bout I'm at in my life,
accelerate the road ends.

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

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

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

Some get high, and get low,
I give you my heart and
I you my everything
Until I lose

And then I let, GO!

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

Now every morning when I 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, feel the
But every now and then, get away, go
Drink that spiced rum, 'til the nights done
But don't say where you got the advice

Yeah, I'm a great model, 'cuz I don't quit shit,
I'ma sip the bottle
I'm so thirsty, I'm hungry, my belly keeps
Tryin' to something out of nothing.

The mix master, it in the game,
Never had to dis
However, if after, I the plug on your misconception
And I even talkin 'bout my skin complexion

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

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

And the passions, from the sunnn

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

But my flow slow from my soul,
like a bleed
No sleep late gettin crows feet,
I quit it man,
passion controls me

I never, I never...

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