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Classified Lyrics


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(Intro)
Yeah, oh yeah (2x)

[Verse 1]
Now from the words I view, ya'll people got me thinking
Why do I continue rhyming words while I'm speaking?
Why do I continue waking up every morning?
Why do I continue dissing rappers who are boring?
Got to many questions, thought with no answers
Way too many people saying put away the sampler
Why do people tell me I should pick up a guitar?
Why the fuck would I do that? I'm a mc not a rock star
How many people feel like this?
How many people want to grip they head and feel a twist?
Trying to levitate, taking steps at a time
You can talk what you walk, no effect on my mind (Cause' I'm breaking necks)
No more making threats
People in this game claim to be natures best
Class taking bets, just for teaching y'all a lesson
But man, this ain't the time, I got one too many questions
For Real

[Chorus]
What's up, with all these questions?
I try to figure out, what I doubt, and keep on guessing
Do I trust destiny? (Whoa!)
Do that effectively
Is this like testing me?
But it won't, no it won't, get the best of me

[Verse 2]
When will I die? and how will I emerge?
When will I teach these mother fuckers not to doubt my words?
How can I keep myself together trying to survive?
How will I make through another day at 9 till 5?
I'm lost in this world, double-crossed in this world
Block everybody out; I'm pissed off at this world
Got 9 years of paying dues, and not a thing to show
Feel like throwing in the towel, call it quits and play it low
But I can't cause' I'm dedicated
I love this game, but at the same time I kind of hate it
Got me stressed and I can't figure if I'm going to make it
Got people telling me my records now anticipated, but I got questions
Like why did that peep give them beats away for free?
And how come I got greedy and started charging a fee?
How can we be happy when there's families' suffering?
And when will anyone from here win the Stanley cup again?

[Chorus]
What's up, with all these questions
I try to figure out, what I doubt, and keep on guessing
Do I trust destiny? (Whoa!)
Do that effectively
Is this like testing me?
But it won't, not it won't, get the best of me

[Verse 3]
Aiyyo, 20 years from now, and I rich or am I broke?
Am I digging dirt from ditch's trying to my c.d out?
Do I sit behind a desk working different office jobs?
Paying off a student loans instead of dropping jaws?
That life ain't for all, and that life ain't for me
I was born to drop tracks, spit on mics properly
In the future; buy property, 64 acres
My people and my squad will be my next-door neighbours. (Pshh)
That's got me wondering, imagination running wild, my days are numbering
y'all don't understanding what I'm thinking, 25 I'm finished
Unless I'm offered full-time employment in this business
Yeah? So what's it coming to?
And what am I supposed to do?
Trying to stay alive, they make that shit it's classified
But I'm doing what I want, expressing every word
This is my life, I'm living it so fuck what you heard

[Chorus]
What's up, with all these questions
I try to figure out, what I doubt, and keep on guessing
Do I trust destiny? (Whoa!)
Do that effectively




Is this like testing me?
But it won't, not it won't, get the best of me

Overall Meaning

The song "Questions" by Classified is a thought-provoking piece that reflects on the uncertainties and doubts that come with life. The artist begins by questioning his own motivations for pursuing music and rhyming words, and why people try to steer him in different directions, such as picking up a guitar. He expresses frustration with the music industry and its constant pressure to be the best, revealing that success and recognition may not always translate into happiness. Classified then delves deeper into existential questions, such as when and how he will die, and what he will leave behind. The song ends on a defiant note, with the artist proclaiming that he will continue to pursue his passion and live life on his own terms.


Overall, the song highlights the universal struggle of finding one's purpose and navigating life's challenges. The lyrics are honest and introspective, which resonates with listeners who may also have similar questions about their own lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Now from the words I view, ya'll people got me thinking
The things people say and do has made the artist ponder about his life choices


Why do I continue rhyming words while I'm speaking?
The artist is questioning why he continues to rap


Why do I continue waking up every morning?
The artist is questioning his purpose in life


Got to many questions, thought with no answers
The artist feels overwhelmed with many unanswered questions


Way too many people saying put away the sampler
Many people are suggesting that the artist change his career path


Why do people tell me I should pick up a guitar?
People are suggesting that the artist try a different type of music


I'm a mc not a rock star
The artist is stating that he is a rapper, not someone who plays rock music


How many people feel like this?
The artist is questioning if others feel the way he does


How many people want to grip they head and feel a twist?
The artist is asking if others feel overwhelmed like he does


No more making threats
The artist has decided to stop making threats


Class taking bets, just for teaching y'all a lesson
The artist is making a point and teaching others a lesson


But man, this ain't the time, I got one too many questions
The artist has more questions than he can handle at the moment


What's up, with all these questions?
The artist is asking why he has so many questions


Do I trust destiny? (Whoa!)
The artist is questioning if he can trust fate


Do that effectively?
The artist is wondering if trusting fate is effective


Is this like testing me?
The artist feels like he is being tested


When will I die? and how will I emerge?
The artist is questioning the future and how he will die


When will I teach these mother fuckers not to doubt my words?
The artist is questioning when he will be respected and his words won't be doubted


And when will anyone from here win the Stanley cup again?
The artist is questioning when the city will win the Stanley Cup again


That life ain't for all, and that life ain't for me
The artist is acknowledging that not everyone wants to live a certain lifestyle


I was born to drop tracks, spit on mics properly
The artist was born to create and perform music


That's got me wondering, imagination running wild, my days are numbering
The artist's imagination is running wild with the thought of his future which is numbered


And what am I supposed to do?
The artist is questioning what he is supposed to do with his life


But I'm doing what I want, expressing every word
The artist is doing what he wants and expressing himself through his music


This is my life, I'm living it so fuck what you heard
The artist is living his life on his terms and disregarding what others may have heard about him




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DAMON MINCHELLA, OSCAR LLOYD HARRISON, SIMON FOWLER, STEPHEN CRADOCK

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Comments from YouTube:

Alexander David

This track about 20 years old and still bangs. Class still putting out tracks 20 years later thag still bang too. He said it best, 'hip hop is dead? naw its up north with me'

makemeeee

this song should have a million veiws atleast. sooooooooooooo UNDERATED

bmullen1

Classified is a Beast!

Jordan Proffitt

0 dislikes. thats how it should be

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