Classified - Used To Be lyrics

rate me

For that new album, you know?

When you got it, is was like nothin else mattered

Kind of feel, kind of feelin like damn

When they used to say they don't make music like they used to

(The way it used to be)

My, my, my, my dad says they don't make music like they use to

And nowadays there ain't no record store to root through

We upload and then we viewin it on YouTube

Digital to Bluetooth, I see why that confuse you

This day and age, shit it's hard to tell who's who

So many artists, every week you hear a new group

Maybe it's me or possibly I got a screw loose

A raisin short of two scoops but we don't do what you do (do, do)

Now-now-now-nowadays when I turn on the radio (yeah)

It's like they take the same old song and play it out (true)

Might be your favorite now but hate it in a day or so

Here today, gone tomorrow, that's how the saying goes

The oldies were timeless and classic (that's right)

Music now is models and actress (ah naw)

Who we pay to ogle they asses (yeah)

Never liked metal but still prefer it to plastic

My dad says they don't make music like they use to

(Oh no they don't, no they don't, no they don't)

And my crew says they don't make beats like they use to

(Oh no they don't, no they don't, no they don't)

You know what I-I think? It's just the music that I'm use to

(It's what I'm use to, it's what I'm use to)

I need my headphones louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder

Drum machines with touch screens, this must be the future

One man band all recorded on computer

Cubase, Cakewalk and Pro Tools users

Filtered effects and overused Auto-Tuners

(If you can't hit the note), then hit a switch

Artists can't get the pitch and end up

Sounds like robots are takin our jobs

While these same record labels keep on payin 'em off

Now have you ever thought about the old records we were proud to play (yeah)

And if you heard them for the first time nowadays? (yeah)

Would we give the same props, same amount of praise? (nope)

I highly doubt it eh, it'd probably sound out of date (yeah)

Or maybe life nowadays kind of cloud our taste (yeah)

And hearin old tracks takes us back around the way (woo)

Yeah, still soundin great, off to outer space

Without a trace, leavin eardrums bent out of shape

(Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore)