Check One, Two

Ya lets do a quick sound check

Ya just put on that beat I had

Drop that beat, ya



Yes yes y'all, back in the place

It's for the heads y'all, ain't nobody safe

Yes yes y'all, I'm back in the place

It's for the heads y'all, heads y'all



I like to welcome ya back, clear your calender

Let me begin, dusting off the record break

And plug my mic back in

Another record from class, deja vu

Came back to drop cuts like DJ Babu

Jump right into the game of boy cott-in the industry

But now a days I'm Boy Cott-in the industry

I play with my rules, take the wins and losses

Make kids get nauseous, when I begin to talk shit

I'm a loud mouth, I say what I be thinkin'

Figure the different I say it, better the words I'm sayin'

So I'm a break it, got a lot of things to prove

Still trying to show that classified is not a group

Only one man, white boy without a sun tan

One ramp, and rock shows with only one fan

I'm Hip Hop

There ain't another way to put it

A product of the culture and stayin' deep rooted

Raised off the music, rhymes beats and rhythm

Harmony's and Melodies, mixed in to be different

That's what kept me listening, I'm ready to go

So let the confetti blow and get the show on the road



Yes yes y'all, back in the place

It's for the heads y'all, ain't nobody safe

Yes yes y'all, I'm back in the place

It's for the heads y'all, heads y'all, lets go

Heads y'all