Who got it
Classified Lyrics


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*"hey" repeated throughout the Intro and Chorus*"

[Intro - Classified - talking]
My word, ha!

[Chorus - Cuts by DJ Jorun] - w/ ad libs
"We don't even speak the same kind of language"
"They want to know if he still got it" - Dr. Dre
"Plug my mic back in, let me begin" - Classified
"I'm on the mic, you're on the run"
"Because, this is how it should be done"
"Word up"

[Verse 1 - Classified]
Yeah, uh, yeah, I wipe off a fresh pair of Nikes and roll my pair of
dice (yeah)
Infectious, I'm passed on like a parasite (ha)
I've seen the Eiffel Tower and all the Paris sites
But comin back home, there ain't no comparin, right?
It's time to play ball and it's a big inning, I mean the beginning's here
And the picture is clear
Your whole team's played out like a pitcher's career
While we home celebratin with a pitcher of beer
And yeah I do this rap thing but don't say that I sing
That's just me spreadin the icing (icing)
Huh, I'm goin end to end like hockey icing (yeah)
Fuck up the flow, so you don't know if I'm wrong or writing
I've been here, holdin down base (base)
Blowin out the speakers, turnin up the bass (bass)
Back to the basics, basically I do this shit faithfully
And no one is replacin me, take a seat

[Chorus - Cuts by DJ Jorun] - w/ ad libs
"They want to know if he still got it" - Dr. Dre
"Plug my mic back in, let me begin" - Classified
"I'm on the mic, you're on the run"
"Because, this is how it should be done"
"Word up"

"They-they want to know if he still got it" - Dr. Dre
"Plug my mic back in" - Classified
"The verbal-the verbal-the verbal combat, position number one" - Zaakir
"And this is how it should be done"
"Set it off"

[Verse 2 - Classified]
Uh, yeah, now back in the day makin diss tracks on your tape deck (yeah)
You could get your face decked with a skate deck (bap)
You might want protection like safe sex (ha)
Or you'll get robbed for your cash and the safe's next (gimme that)
I ain't the thug type (nah), nah it just don't suit me
But I'm never clean cut, no dress shoes or suit please
I chop it up like Bruce Lee, I'm too sweet
And gettin groupies like honeymoon suite (ha)
And all these MC's want a piece of me
But ya, playin yourself like reality TV
All in syndication, shit you a repeat
Talkin bullshit, other words you a feces-ces-ces-ces ...
And I'm a drug like morphine (yeah)
The music got you hooked generate a few more fiends (come on)
Floodin through your neighborhood like New Orleans
When Katrina came through, with no clue and no warning

[Chorus - Cuts by DJ Jorun] - w/ ad libs
"They want to know if he still got it" - Dr. Dre
"Plug my mic back in, let me begin" - Classified
"I'm on the mic, you're on the run"
"Because, this is how it should be done"
"Word up"

"They want to know if he still got it" - Dr. Dre
"Plug my mic back in" - Classified
"The verbal-the verbal-the verbal combat, position number one" - Zaakir
"We don't even speak the same kind of language"

[Verse 3 - Classified]
Yeah, uh, yeah, aiyyo, I coast through the east coast, ridin with the
crew (crew)
Sunday afternoon, with the car on cruise (cruise)
Try not to breath when we smell Seaweed
But we love to breath in the smell when we see weed (huh)
And I don't rap with a Bronx accent (nah)
But shit sometimes it slips out by accident (yes y'all)
Yeah I'm infleunced, the birthplace of hip hop music
Got a hold of me the first time I rocked to it (ha)
I learned how to converse with flow (yeah)
And took off the Converses, got the shell toes (yeah)
They say it's all negative but on with the show
'Cause they don't ever look at the con versus the pros

[Chorus - Cuts by DJ Jorun] - w/ ad libs
"They want to know if he still got it" - Dr. Dre
"Plug my mic back in, let me begin" - Classified
"I'm on the mic, you're on the run"
"Because, this is how it should be done"
"Word up"

"They want to know if he still got it" - Dr. Dre
"Plug my mic back in" - Classified
"The verbal-the verbal-the verbal combat, position number one" - Zaakir
"Because, this is how it should be done"
"Set it off"

[Outro - Classified - talking]
This how it goes (on and on and on)
Yeah, yeah and now you know (on and on and on)
One more time tell 'em (on and onnnn)
("We don't even speak the same kind of language")
("Cats don't understand what they facin")




("We don't even speak, speak the same kind of language")
(Hey)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Classified's song "Who Got It" explore the artist's confidence and skill in the rap game. In the intro and chorus, the repetition of "hey" creates a catchy and energetic vibe, setting the tone for the song.


In verse one, Classified asserts his dominance in the rap world. He references his travels to places like Paris, but emphasizes that coming back home is incomparable. He compares himself to a pitcher in baseball, describing how his competitors' careers have petered out while he celebrates his success with a pitcher of beer. He clarifies that he is a rapper, not a singer, and boasts about his expertise and ability to captivate listeners.


The chorus, featuring cuts by DJ Jorun and a sample of Dr. Dre, highlights the desire to prove oneself and the importance of the mic. It reinforces Classified's prowess and his commitment to the art form.


Verse two delves into Classified's perspective on the rap industry. He reminisces about the days when diss tracks were made on tape decks, hinting at his experience and longevity in the game. He describes himself as someone who doesn't conform to the thug stereotype but still commands respect. He points out the repetitive nature of some artists' music and asserts himself as a drug-like force, addictive and influential. He also references Hurricane Katrina as an analogy for the impact of his music.


In verse three, Classified takes the listener on a ride through the East Coast, soaking in its culture and influences. He references smelling seaweed and weed and reveals that he sometimes slips into a Bronx accent by accident. He acknowledges his roots in the birthplace of hip-hop and how it shaped him as an artist. He emphasizes the importance of understanding both the positive and negative aspects of the genre and encourages listeners to focus on the pros rather than just the cons.


Overall, "Who Got It" showcases Classified's confidence, skill, and pride in his position as a rapper. The song is an anthem of self-assurance and a declaration of his standing in the world of hip-hop.


Line by Line Meaning

"We don't even speak the same kind of language"
There is a clear disconnect between us; we cannot understand each other


"They want to know if he still got it" - Dr. Dre
People are curious if I still possess the same level of skill or talent as before


"Plug my mic back in, let me begin" - Classified
Allow me to reconnect my microphone and start performing


"I'm on the mic, you're on the run"
I am confidently rapping, while you are fleeing or avoiding confrontation


"Because, this is how it should be done"
This is the proper way to carry out this task or activity


"Word up"
Agreement or affirmation of what has been stated


Yeah, uh, yeah, I wipe off a fresh pair of Nikes and roll my pair of dice (yeah)
I clean my brand new Nike sneakers and take a chance, just like rolling a pair of dice


Infectious, I'm passed on like a parasite (ha)
My skills or influence spread rapidly, much like a contagious parasite


I've seen the Eiffel Tower and all the Paris sites
I have visited famous landmarks like the Eiffel Tower in Paris


But comin back home, there ain't no comparin, right?
However, returning home, there is no comparison; it is unmatched


It's time to play ball and it's a big inning, I mean the beginning's here
Now is the moment to engage in action and start something significant


And the picture is clear
The situation or circumstances are easily understandable and evident


Your whole team's played out like a pitcher's career
Your entire group or team is exhausted or finished, similar to a pitcher's career


While we home celebratin with a pitcher of beer
Meanwhile, we are at home, rejoicing and drinking beer from a pitcher


And yeah I do this rap thing but don't say that I sing
I am involved in rap music, but it's important not to mistake me for a singer


That's just me spreadin the icing (icing)
It's simply my way of enhancing or adding to the situation


Huh, I'm goin end to end like hockey icing (yeah)
I am traversing the entire length of the playing field, similar to hockey's icing rule


Fuck up the flow, so you don't know if I'm wrong or writing
I disrupt the smoothness of the rhythm, making it difficult to discern if I am mistaken or purposefully crafting my lyrics


I've been here, holdin down base (base)
I have been in this position, confidently maintaining control


Blowin out the speakers, turnin up the bass (bass)
Causing the artists to produce loud sounds, amplifying the bass frequencies


Back to the basics, basically I do this shit faithfully
Returning to the fundamental elements of this craft, I consistently and devotedly pursue it


And no one is replacin me, take a seat
No one can replace me in my role; they should step back and observe


"The verbal-the verbal-the verbal combat, position number one" - Zaakir
Engaging in a verbal battle where I hold the foremost position


"We don't even speak the same kind of language"
Our communication methods and styles are completely different


Uh, yeah, now back in the day makin diss tracks on your tape deck (yeah)
In the past, creating tracks that insult or demean others using cassette tape decks


You could get your face decked with a skate deck (bap)
If provoked, someone might hit you in the face with a skateboard


You might want protection like safe sex (ha)
You should consider protecting yourself just as you would during safe sexual activity


Or you'll get robbed for your cash and the safe's next (gimme that)
Otherwise, you might become a victim of robbery, losing both your money and valuables in the safe


I ain't the thug type (nah), nah it just don't suit me
I'm not the stereotypical tough or criminal type; it simply doesn't fit my personality


But I'm never clean cut, no dress shoes or suit please
However, I don't conform to a polished or formal appearance; I prefer not to wear dress shoes or suits


I chop it up like Bruce Lee, I'm too sweet
I skillfully break down the elements, similar to Bruce Lee's martial arts, and I am exceptionally talented


And gettin groupies like honeymoon suite (ha)
I attract a large number of enthusiastic fans, similar to a honeymoon suite where newlyweds stay


And all these MC's want a piece of me
Many fellow rappers desire to gain recognition or success through association with me


But ya, playin yourself like reality TV
But in reality, they are only making a fool of themselves, just like on a reality television show


All in syndication, shit you a repeat
It's being repeatedly broadcasted, indicating that you are unoriginal and repetitive


Talkin bullshit, other words you a feces-ces-ces-ces ...
You are speaking nonsense, in other words, you are excrement-ent-ent-ent ...


And I'm a drug like morphine (yeah)
I have a strong addictive quality, much like the drug morphine


The music got you hooked generate a few more fiends (come on)
My music captivates you, creating additional fans who are eager for more


Floodin through your neighborhood like New Orleans
My music is spreading widely and rapidly through your area, similar to the flooding in New Orleans


When Katrina came through, with no clue and no warning
Just like when Hurricane Katrina devastated New Orleans, catching people off guard and unprepared


Yeah, uh, yeah, aiyyo, I coast through the east coast, ridin with the crew (crew)
I confidently navigate through the eastern part of the United States, traveling with my group


Sunday afternoon, with the car on cruise (cruise)
On a relaxed Sunday afternoon, driving leisurely with the vehicle on cruise control


Try not to breath when we smell Seaweed
We attempt to avoid inhaling marijuana, colloquially referred to as "weed"


But we love to breath in the smell when we see weed (huh)
However, we enjoy the scent when we come across marijuana


And I don't rap with a Bronx accent (nah)
Contrary to popular belief, I do not use the accent commonly associated with the Bronx in my rapping


But shit sometimes it slips out by accident (yes y'all)
However, occasionally the Bronx accent unintentionally becomes evident in my speech (yes, everyone)


Yeah I'm infleunced, the birthplace of hip hop music
Yes, I am influenced by the Bronx, where hip hop music originated


Got a hold of me the first time I rocked to it (ha)
The first time I experienced hip hop music, it captivated and influenced me greatly


I learned how to converse with flow (yeah)
I developed the ability to communicate effectively through my rhythmic flow or delivery


And took off the Converses, got the shell toes (yeah)
I metaphorically traded in my Converses for shell-toe sneakers, symbolizing progression and growth


They say it's all negative but on with the show
There is a belief that this genre is solely focused on negativity, but we move forward with the performance


'Cause they don't ever look at the con versus the pros
They fail to consider both the negative and positive aspects of the situation


"The verbal-the verbal-the verbal combat, position number one" - Zaakir
Engaging in a verbal battle where I hold the foremost position


"We don't even speak, speak the same kind of language"
Our communication methods and styles are completely different


"Set it off"
Initiate or start something with vigor and enthusiasm


This how it goes (on and on and on)
This is the natural progression or flow of events, continuing indefinitely


Yeah, yeah and now you know (on and on and on)
Yes, now you are aware and have understanding of the situation, continuing indefinitely


One more time tell 'em (on and onnnn)
Repeat the information or message once again, emphasizing its significance


"Cats don't understand what they facin"
Many individuals fail to comprehend the magnitude or consequences of their actions




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Paul Manock

Class is the shit

Ben Milli

Dj Iv is easily as good as Dj Premiere with scratching and cuts... Maybe better

Ian Guy

How doesn't this track get love? Classic shit you're not pregnant

Ricky Flame

I just discovered classified, im glad i did.

Ian Guy

Ricky Flame hands down best ever

PROFESSORLABCOAT

Is anyone else in love with the first verse of this song? So much wordplay @_@ This song is so awesome

LumpyTheCook

"I'm on the mic, you're on the run, because this is how it should be done!" The whole album is pure awesomeness.

pennywise247

new album is amazing!

18thSoul

Awesome song! yeah class!

C.R. Pynch

"Now back in the day, making diss tracks on your tape deck. You can get your face decked with a skate deck..." Fucking awesome!

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