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 passion (can you feel that passion)
Uh

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

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

I go to sleep, night with 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 afar
I'm shooting for the stars, like a telescope lens.
I talking 'bout rap, I'm talking 'bout where 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 sounds classic,
me anybody else this passionate

I'ma no cast, a from the past,
I'm pasty as hell, and my is trash.
Ain't nobody matchin' the 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 and soul
I give you passion, my
I you my pa-pa-passion!

Some get high, and get low,
I give you my and soul
I give you my
I lose control

And then I let, GO!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And the passions, from the sunnn

Yeah, I'm the obsessive,
with a small of OC
on the go so, watch as we proceed
And I never OD

But my flow leaves slow my soul,
like a nose
No sleep late nights crows feet,
I can't it man,
passion controls me

I never, I never...

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