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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
Disbelief showed in their eyes, counting out his distant cries
Yeah, they say that everything that goes up, must come down
And everybody with luck, must run out
So now I'm contemplating, like 'what's up now?'
The music thing is all gone, but I'll suck it up proud
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
I was 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
(I know the way the world work)
Disbelief showed in their eyes, counting out his distant cries
(They said)
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
But 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 glamour 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
It's hard to explain (This shit is paradise)
A fall from paradise was meant to be
Disbelief showed in their eyes, counting out his distant cries
Ohh yeah, ooh ahh
Ay yo Class, I got something on this
I got something on this, look, look
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
Look, look, uh, 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 Elliott Ness 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 (hey)
Gonna find you and take it slowly (say, say)
Ready or not here I come, you can't hide yeah
Gonna find you, and make you want me