Classified – Fall From Paradise - Acoustic
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Fall From Paradise - Acoustic

Oooh it's hard to explain a fall from paradise was meant to be
Disbelief showed in their eyes, counting out his distant cries

Oooh it's hard to explain a fall from paradise was meant to be
Disbelief showed in their eyes, counting out his distant cries

They say that goes up, must come down
And everybody with luck, must run out
So now I'm contemplating, like 'what's up now'
I did more than I imagined, tours I couldn't fathom
Broke down doors for sure, I let 'em have it
If any opportunity came, I had to grab it
If any goals set, I rose, then ran past it
Not a superstar and never wanted that
But I did sign some autographs on some groupies' ass
Smoked a lot of free weed from St. John's to B.C
All came out the woodwork, to see me speak
This shit is paradise
It's hard to explain a fall from paradise was meant to be
Disbelief showed in their eyes, counting out his distant cries

It's hard to explain a fall from paradise was meant to be
Some of them believed in him, some just walked away

Look in a couple years after this drop, I'll probably flop
That's the way it goes when you get on the top
Talking 'bout Canada, yo this industry's a joke
I'm a Canadian rap star and I'm barely known
I ain't workin' years though
Some say I'm famous
And other people ask when the hell I'm gonna make it
I'm good where I'm at, keep the glamor and the glitz
I don't run from my fans cause my stamina is shit
I appreciate the heads, critics and the haters
I know I'll miss the rav, bitches, and the breakers
The tours, the shows, promoters, and the assholes
The beats and the rhymes, cause this is all that Class knows

This shit is paradise

It's hard to explain a fall from paradise was meant to be
Disbelief showed in their eyes, counting out his distant cries

Yeah, ooh ahh
Ready or not here I come, you can't hide yeah
Gonna find you and take it slowly
Ready or not here I come, you can't hide yeah
Gonna find you, and make you want me

I play my enemies like a game of chess
Where I rest, no stress, if you don't smoke cess yes
I must confess my destiny's manifest in some gore tex and sweats
Makin' tracks like I'm homeless
Rack boy jeans like Porgy and Bess
Capture your bounty like Ellie and See yes
Bless you if you represent the fool
But I hex you which is witches brew if you do do, voodoo
I can do what you do, it's easy, believe me
Frontin people give me heebee jeebees
So while you imitating Al Capone
I'll be Nina Simone and defecated on your microphone

Ready or not here I come, you can't hide yeah
Gonna find you and take it slowly
Ready or not here I come, you can't hide yeah
Gonna find you, and make you want me

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