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The Rehearsal

by Clas$ick

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1.
Oh Lord 02:36
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I remember when nobody wouldn't play my disc. I was telling everybody I was made for this. Now the same motherfuckers gotta pay for this. Im Freddy Kruegar when they sleeping that's a major risk. Like how ya how ya how ya feel boy. I need my head a little bigger on a billboard. I make a living what them other niggas kill for. Im independant what the fuck I need a deal for. Bitch!!! God flow, get a bible, call it spiritual. Sitting in the whip I think I need another miracle. So here we go, Ima need a shovel for the burial. I swear they couldn't keep a nigga down Im going aireal. Hennesey and ovalries the only thing thats over me. Im drinking every bottle trynna swallow what they throwing me. Im heavy on the throttle Grand Theft Auto taking over me. Man I should be a model cus I swear they steady quoting me. Lord... My DJ breaking my record, Im calling Guisness to check it. Kentucky Derbie Im wrecking, My girl a vitamen bottle I like my mineral Naked. They told me time is a diamond Im couting all of my seconds. IM SCREAMING...WHERE...DID...TIME...GO? All I really know is I got money on the floor. Strippers on the pole. I've been on a role. I ain't gotta soul. Sitting at the table tell the lable Im already sold!
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Clas$ick ft. Blakey B - I Know Why 04:33
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I Know Why 1. Where do I go when the pressure is on. Stuck in my feelings at 4 in the morn. Now that Im on and my circle is gone. Cathing a body Im killing patron. I need a new team and a better design. You give me the option I player decline. I made a decision Im flipping my grind. Hold up my nigga Im ready to climb. Where do I go from the yellow brick road, Yeah my heart made of gold so I melted my soul. Got a life on the line so Im making it bold. Stuck in the pen so I had to explode. Talking bout literly look what they did to me. All about Bill, give a fuck about Hillary. Niggas be killing me. Where the artillery? Stab to the back and then follow and twitter me. Im an immortal, true to my morals. Stuck in my zone so alone in my portal. Show me the light yeah Im losing vision. I started a fraction you made a division. I thought you was loyal, ready to boil. Came for the throne but Im keeping it royal. If I didn't know you I say you was tripping. But now that I know you Im ready killing!!! 2. Hold up my nigga. Im rolling my nigga. I came out the water Im pouring my nigga. Im making the figures and drinking the liquor. Inflated the bed so my head getting bigger. So throw the confetti I party with Debbie. Im keeping it steady while booming my Webbie. Im ready she ready, Im Marti Jennette. With 2 Double D's on my Ed Edd and Eddy! Im Raw! Show me a flaw! Made it thru college without a withdraw. I could've been tied up in breaking the law. You niggas ain't cut it Im bringing the saw. Handle my business Im ready for riches. My heart on my sleeve and Im screaming for stiches. Im deeper than rap, but I leave it at that. Cus Im fighting the government breaking the tap. So Im still on the map! 295! Repping my city Im down for the ride. A westside nigga with a Brooklyn style. But that don't mean nothing when a hook don't vibe. ......., Im currently sleeping, came from the bottom so niggas was reaching. Huh...like Lo-is La-ne. S on my chest so Im saving the game. I know why, I know why... Why everybody been hating on me. Yeah I know, I know why... Been a long tiiiime coming me. I know why, I know... Why they blowing up phooone. I know why, I know why... Cus I've been in my zone. I know why I know why! Aint no looove for a nigga like me. I know why I know why... Why yo plug want a nigga like me. I know why, I know why. Why that hoe aint even loyal. I know why, I know why... So I act like I don't know ya! I Know Why!
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Clas$ick ft. R&B Sanga - The Boulevard 04:24
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Got a devil on my shoulder and a genie in a glass. Every wish a nigga make it feel like it can be my last. O Lawd!!! Which way should I go. I dont really know. Figgaroe. On my tippie toe. Living on the low. Now Im splurging I need a merchant. To get another sell. I dont show and tell. This a confidential clientele. I dont need a bail. I just need a way up out of hell. Say Im free to speak my mind and then they throw me in a jail. Can I live!!! Niggas getting killed!!! Product of the Ville!!! Can I get a deal, blood and money for a relative. Got a bounty on my head in Duval County where I live. Now my life is just a gamble made a scramble for the bid! This that make it take it. Had to run a play so I can ball. I dont drop the ball. I just break the stall and wet em all. I can't do a 9 to 5 I gotta find another way. Like a song stuck in my head. I got a record still in play. Whaaat!!! Started from the bottom, if you aint get the message nigga you aint popping bottles. Cus You don't know past, how I made it to Tomorrow. I be heavy on the gas nigga dont be tryna follow, meeee!!! Gotta 9 mm and a cold 2 litter. Target practice, I shoot dat up. Macintosh I screwed dat up. So when I crash, reboot dat up. Dat 9 Eleven no 911. It's going down better bring my gun. Mathematic gotta get me some. Asthmatic dont hit my lung. On the run, talk is cheap and I dont owe you one. Let the motor run, titties out tryna show me some. Now Im in to deep, they think its me, I wonder what they think of me. Im sick and tired of catering and aint nobody paying me. Im cracking up, back it up, way before it hit the vein. Novacane, I dont know my name, I just know the pain. Pull the plug, pitch black, back when niggas couldn't eat. No one looking over me, now I lay me down to sleep. Huffing and puffing for nothing, kicking in the door. Smoking indigo, tippie toe, living on the low. Tell me where to go, money low, honey never pour. Put a pillow in the corner now Im sleeping on the floor. Whaaat!!! Started from the bottom, if you aint get the message nigga you aint popping bottles. Cus You don't know past, how I made it to Tomorrow. I be heavy on the gas nigga dont be tryna follow, meeee!!! Yeah I grew up in the churches from snatching purses to spitting verses. A better person but was it worth it to see me hurting. What's the purpose, I dont know, I just know I made it out. Dealing with the kiss of death I wrote a check and made it out. Graduated now Im fascinated with a better life. Funny when a nigga left, suddently it feels right. Now they like, tell me what its like, man you tripping rite? Sattelite, gotta zone it out, I dont do the hype. Lord knows Im living large. Lord knows Im living hard. Lord knows I went to far. Lord knows whats in my car. Im parallel to the boulevard, but I never swerve. Flipping birds now flipping words now I gotta splurge. Hold up wait put a plate by the safe. Wipe me down cus a nigga just ate. No ToFo cant do no fake. 904 my crew dont wait. Started moving sumo weight. Now we doing 2 to 8. Grew up in that District 9, I lost my mind in room 0-8.
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Riding 04:44
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Dat's why Im rolling thru my ciiity. Blowing on a Phiiiilly. I could do a wheeeeelie. Really no no Really, Baby tell me where to go, I already know. She just wanna go. Peddle to the floor. I crank it up and... Riiiiiiiiide!!! Man she don't need a man, but she want a man, I don't understand, her rules. Drop like 20 bands, tryna get a dance, Did a running man and Im cool. She like Collard greens I like Collard Greens. You might call it green but that’s bull. Got that diamond ring on a figurine. Gotta play it out like school. Woah!!! Flick of a wrist get filthy rich. I might blow a kiss and she reminisce. In the kitchen like immigrants. Peas in a pot that’s in a dish. Really hoping Im in to do this. Steady cooking my interest. Fruity Pebbles and clitoris. She don't know nothing but bout fixing grits. I need Aunt Jemima when waking up. Hit the kitchen, she bake it up. Titties out and they shaking up. Real shit, I can't make it up. 3:25 Im down to ride she down to ride. And Im unified. No take it back do a suicide. Killing me for that you and I. Red Rum Red Rum!!! Murder from the bedroom. Gotta go ham spray the Pam on the breadcrumb. No backseat but I squeak for the random. Put it on blast now the street gotta anthem. Hold up, let me just take you home. Hold up, wait what tank Im on. You the one, 7 Eleven. Lucky number, back to Heaven. Word to the trees and the birds and the bees. Styrophome cup so I swerve when I leave. The voice in my head said you ain’t gotta leave. But a stab to the back need urgency. I need help! Nigga can’t breathe I’m killing myself. I drop that dime I’m losing my wealth. Committed that crime I’m guilty I left. I gave you time to dwell on my death. Look up documentary, all the enemies I pretend to be. Still got your box of memories… I’m just a waste of energy. Swayze, go Ghost remember me. Crazy no toast of Hennessey. What I’m a broken memory. WHAT IM A BROKEN MEMORY!!! Still got empty space in my, heart. So pick your occupation and start. I need your love don’t tear it, apart. I took your resonation to heart. Go to Hell, paraphrasing, but fire blazing. Retrospect my situation. Last I checked you hated Cajun. Running, out of, patience, Like im, running, out of, gas. No accel-er-ration, Celebrate it, when it last. Hold up, let me just take you home. Hold up, wait what tank Im on. You the one, 7 Eleven. Lucky number, back to Heaven. Yeah I knew the risk but that ludacris. Kissing you is like shoot and miss. I need to stop but Im new to this. Hold up, why am I doing this. I built my life on me and you. No contact cant see the truth. Like Peek-a-boo...Im leaving you. Shocking...aint it... Pikachu. Love in the air so prepare for the flight. And love dont cost so Im sold on sight. No headlight so I plan for the night. My last girl left for the man on the right. My right hand man had a knife in the hand. But I aint that man so I fight with a plan. Salt in the wound go nice with a grin. So I gotta move on no 4G Plan. On to the next,airbourne, no Jet. Ice on my wrist so a b#tch dont sweat. Back on the field so I miss my desk. Love is a war and I paid my debt. Kevin Garnett got caught in a net. Back in the game now Im stuck with a bet. The bed still wet from the head from a ex. First 48 I was dead for the text. Avalanche Avalanche, snow bunny, it’s going down. 2 white girls with a cinnamon swirl. Straight to the stomach but please don’t hurl. Hold up, let me just take you home. Hold up, wait what tank Im on. You the one, 7 Eleven. Lucky number, back to Heaven.
5.
How You Feel 03:12
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Let me take you back where I started. Unwrapping the Carter. Im from The city of water. Where you get dap and a quarter. But wait what happened, I changed. It wasn't my lane. I put my head on my shoulder so now Im using my brain. I was a... skinny black kid back then no confidence. Bad shake to my hand no parkinsons. Midnight where the club Ima park it in. Got close to the web Peter Parker friend. Cus all night I was on the mic. Got drink in my cup don't hold the ice. Can't kill my spirit no Poltergeist. My future bright can't blow the light. And that's real! I aint there yet, but Im on the road. My credit card on overload got student loans they gotta hold. And that's real... I aint the man that I used to be. Swear I could'nt look at me. Mirror Mirror... I can't even gotta lie, I was kinda shy. Making alibies. Who am I, just another guy. Me myself and I. Triple Threat, where the referre? Ima need a deputy, cus I aint in to playing any games... I JUST KEEP IT ON THE REAL!!! CUS I AIN'T COOL WITH THESE NIGGAS ON THE REAL. I WENT TO SCHOOL WITH THEM NIGGAS ON THE REAL. SO I CAN PROVE THAT DEM NIGGAS ISN'T REAL. THAT AINT REALLY HOW YOU LIVE...PUSSY NIGGA HOW YA... HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HUH HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HUH HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HUH HOW YOU FEEL, TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL? I pray to God every single day. You niggas tripping I just wanna stay. They in your corner then they run away. Nigga!!! YOU WASN'T WITH ME FOR THAT GUNPLAY! Life is a game and I'm saving my data. Cus niggas be hating like why would you date her. My team is the future cus Im the creator. The table united so find me a waiter. Me and my niggas we on. Stay in your zone, came from the root so Im grown. I did everything with my hands and my feet. So I dance in the street but I land on a throne. Lord, I just wanna see a huned mil. Lord , Im indepenent I dont want a deal. Lord, if you aint winning you aint being real. So let me tell you how to keep it, keep it... Grimy, you could find me, with a zombie. Fold-ed up like origami. No Tsumnami, steady climbing. Blowing up on perfect timing. Check the photo see me shining. Posted up at King of Diamonds. Overdose like Franky Lymon. And Im just being on the real!! CUS I AIN'T COOL WITH THESE NIGGAS ON THE REAL. I WENT TO SCHOOL WITH THEM NIGGAS ON THE REAL. SO I CAN PROVE THAT DEM NIGGAS ISN'T REAL. THAT AINT REALLY HOW YOU LIVE...PUSSY NIGGA HOW YA... HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HUH HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HUH HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HOW YOU FEEL NOW, HUH HOW YOU FEEL, TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL?

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After signing to Mix Therapy Studios, Clas$ick looks to release his debut album "Backstage Pass" at the end of 2016. "The Rehearsal" is considered the album before the album, giving his fans a glimpse of what to come. Clas$ick is really a breath of fresh air, giving us what we love from old school hip-hop to a trendy new school.

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released February 15, 2016

Mix Therapy Studios

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Clas$ick was born and raised in Zephyrhills,Florida where he quickly jumped in the rap scene at the early age of 12. After graduation he began learning audio production and engineering. In 2014 he released back to back mixtapes "Back 2 The Clas$icks" and "Psychedelic" with his eyes set on debuting his first EP "Backstage Pass" ... more

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