Luyện nghe bài hát Passion

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

I'm here.

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

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

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

I go to sleep, every night a couple 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 for the stars, like a telescope lens.
I ain't talking rap, I'm talking 'bout where I'm at in my life,
accelerate the road ends.

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

I'ma no cast, a blast the past,
I'm as hell, and my fashion is trash.
nobody matchin' the passion of Class
So I need your props, or the pats on the back
I'm

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

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

And then I let, GO!

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

Now every morning when I wake up, I up ahead
Aches and pains, I break the
Split personality, razor
And I get your reality, David Blaine.

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

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

The mix master, it in the game,
had to dis rappers
However, if after, I pull the plug on misconception
And I ain't even talkin my skin complexion

I had this kid ask me if I really my rhymes (wa-WHAT?!)
I guess it's just a 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 mankind (I'ma beast!)

And the passions, coming the sunnn

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

But my flow slow from my soul,
a nose bleed
No sleep nights gettin crows feet,
I can't it man,
passion controls me

I never, I never...

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