Classified - Choose Your Own Adventure 3 lyrics

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(Choose your own adventureeeeeee!)

And now we head into the big city, Mic Boyd and white Mic with me

We on the 102 cruisin doin 150

Clownin around with the music loud, lip syncin

Yo, turn the music down, my phone's ringin

Hello

What up Class, can you make it to my show tonight? (Bru!)

I'd love it if you came through, maybe blessed the mic (through)

But don't stress it right, 'cause the promoter's shady

He gonna have me on some "fuck you, pay me! " (oh, you mean the...)

The last time I did a show with this dude (alright, alright, alright)

There was twenty people there, really I don't think it's rude

I'll understand though, if you got things to do

(Yo, you guys want to see Bru?

Ok, ok, well, if you're showin up then

I'm a throw you on the list, Classified plus ten (alright)

So who's rollin with you? (Well both Mics and I got to pick up Bizzy)

Ah shit, tell them I say "what's up? "

Well if you're comin dog, creep up to the back door

If you hit the front, I think they'll make you take your hats off

(Alright man but yo, you got drink tickets?)

Yeah, I got them with me (alright, we'll see you in a minute)

Peace

We said our goodbyes and see you laters

Then pulled up to Jay Bizzy's next door neighbor

Gotta out of the car, I could hear his dog barkin

Before we even rang the doorbell to his apartment

Shut up dog, I know who it is, shit

Yo! What up Classy, Mic and Mic?

Already know you brought some heaters, that's exactly why I'm hyped to write

(Check it out), pick up the pen, I ain't the type to type

I throw punches and right hooks, so much you swear I like to fight

Don't worry about the pit, that's Cali, she's a sweetheart

I like you, then it's cool but if I don't, she leavin teeth marks

I like the way this beat starts, it sounds epic

Just get me in the studio, you know I'm down to wreck it

Anyway, what's goin on tonight? Heard Bru had a show

(Yeah, he's on around twelve), alright cool, let's go, let's smoke

Come on in, yeah don't worry, leave your shoes on

We'll have a couple drinks, we got some time before Bru's on

Yo, you feelin that?

Yeah man, I think, I think I could fuck with this one man

Alright, I got a couple more beats, check this out man

Check this one out

Yeah, yeah, I'm thinkin about a new song

But I can't write or flip the beat, I'll let it move on

This one for me excited, got to roll somethin fat to this

But I ain't got a light and I don't know where my matches is

My little brother always snatches it, I'm easy to adapt to this

'Cause I just light it off the stove

The back burner been there for half my life I do suppose

Stay fresh like new clothes, write rhymes and do shows

Who knows maybe this blue nose can probably win some Junos

(Yeah but when the album comin out?), not anytime soon though

I'm busy on the regular and everyday I'm hustlin

No matter what the outcome is, you know that it's a must we win

Yeah, yeah, yeah, man

I really like this shit (alright man)

But we got, we got to get to the fuckin club man

'Cause Bru's on any minute now

(Yeah, check this shit later, just check it later)

Come on man, let's go (Yo Mic), just shut my door

(Mic, grab the door)

(Yo, jump in)

(Shotgun!)

Ok, right back where we left off

Piled in the ride then it's on to the next stop

Pull up to the club, hit the back door, sneakin in

Hit the VIP, where IV's rollin weed again

(Yo, what's up?), this is it, how you feelin man?

(Shit I'm good, you know, wheelin and dealin man)

Well when you on? (Soon but I could be wrong)

Alright, well I'm a get a beer, I'll see you back out there

Now when I'm in the club, I play the wall

Or I roll my marijuana in the bathroom stall

And honestly I never dance unless I'm intoxicated

I never contemplate it 'til my mind's inebriated

That's just me, yo, is that Martin Finch? Shit it must be

I thought that he was gone away, didn't he just leave?

And join the Army or something, was he frontin?

Mr. Finch! {Class, what's up cousin? }

Yo, how you doin? {What? }, I said how you doin?

{What you went canoein? That's stupid}

Man meet me outside so we can catch up for a second

He hit the side door, then the DJ cut the record

Yo, up next, we got my man Jordan Croucher doin his new song

Produced by the homie Classified

Shit, I gotta hear the new song live

For the very first time but Martin's waitin outside

Now, what the hell am I supposed to do?

I'll leave it up to you, here's your choices, choose

If you'd like to go outside and see what's up with Martin Finch

Proceed to Track 17

If you'd like to stay in the bar and hear the new Jordan Croucher song

Proceed to Track 21