Lyrics The Final Time - Classified

Excuse me, it's Reginald Bob Dutton here of the BBC (What's up Regi?)
I know you only have a few minutes, so uh, to get things
Started, I wondered if you could explain who you are? (Yeah)

My name is Klassified, emcee and producer
Been doing this for a couple years now, still tryna get through to ya
Born in Nova Scotia close to twenty-five years ago or so
Started spittin' around fifteen and puttin' beats down at sixteen
I was one in a million, no one ever tried what I did
There was no real hip-hoppers doing shit
Like this in the place that I lived
I came to Halifax and I been here for like half a decade
Tryna earn the respect of emcees, didn't worry 'bout tryna get paid
Now all live, the reception I got was kinda lukewarm
But I stuck with my craft, perfected it in true form in every new song
Now I'm doing shows and tourin' straight across the country
Support myself with music and startin' to make a little money

Klass, Klass, right here, right here Klass
I just wanna know what you think about hip-hop these days
In your eyes, how do you see it?

Well if you ever listen to a track by Klass, you'd know how I feel
But let me put it to ya plain and simple, I hate this shit for real
There ain't no skill, ain't no wordplay, just mimics and clones
They all say they keepin' it real, but won't admit if they wrong
And we got underground cats who are
Tryna be different, that's respectable
But it's a fine line between being
Different and good and different and pitiful
Your beats are made with pots and pans and they don't hit
And if you can't flow on a beat then please just leave it, don't spit
And that's it, I got nothing else to say about this rap shit
I'm doing me now, forget everyone else, I'm already past it
Now it's about the masses and gettin' my music out to 'em
So I care less about these so-called emcees, screw 'em, next question

I'm hearin' all the same questions, same things, different interviews
Just another day goin' by, same reply comin' outta Luke
Let me tell you for the final time
Could you tell me something no one else knows about you?
Klassified, could you tell me who inspires you?
I'm hearin' all the same questions, same things, different interviews
Just another day goin' by, same reply comin' outta Luke
Let me tell you for the final time

Klass, when did you first start writing?
Who are you working with right now?
Klass, Klass, what do you got on to go next? What's next?

Still writin', still droppin' bangers
Still spittin' and still tryna enlighten
Doin' beats for everybody from no names to Maestro Fresh Wes
Did a few songs on his new album, some are sayin' they're his best yet
Toured with Mary J. Blige, that was dope but pissed his management off
I'm a hard act to follow, at least that's what his management thought
I care less who I'm playin' with, I still give a hundred percent
I'm finally gettin' recognized but still have trouble payin' my rent
Workin' on my tenth record, my tenth demo, call it what you will
Still recordin' in my bedroom studio without a record deal
But things will change, I'm a patient
Guy, I know what I'm workin' with
This record industry's funny, you can't keep me behind curtains, kid

Klass, Klass, excuse me (Yeah)
You've been doin' this for a little while now
What are you gonna do if it doesn't work out?

Well a job ain't for me, I'll tell you the truth, I'm a lazy cat
So if this hip-hop shit don't work out I got nowhere else to fall back
Can try to go to school, or go back to doin' computer support
I fuckin' hated that job so of course it'd be my last resort
I'm tryna make some cash through rap so I can support my ass
But never change my style for anybody, still the same old Klass
And if I make it or not, it doesn't matter, I still do this
Just behind closed doors the way I started with this music

I'm hearin' all the same questions, same things, different interviews
Just another day goin' by, same reply comin' outta Luke
Let me tell you for the final time
Klass, tell me what makes you different from everyone else
Where did you grow up at? How old are you?
I'm hearin' all the same questions, same things, different interviews
Just another day goin' by, same reply comin' outta Luke
Let me tell you for the final time
Do people compare you to Eminem?
Klassified, how would you describe your music?

It's hip-hop
That's it
Stop askin' the same questions