Fall From Paradise Lyrics - Classified

[Verse 1:] 

I know that everything that goes up, must come down 

That everybody with luck, must run out 

Ya, 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 couldnt fathom 

Broke down doors for sure, I let 'em have it 

If any opportunity came, I had to grab it 

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 BC 

They came out the wood work, to see me speak 

That was paradise 

[Chorus] 

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[Verse 2:] 

I went thru all types of bullshit, the story go way back 

And I'm proud of myself now, though it's corny to say that 

Hip hop in Enfield was really non existence 

Parents thought I was a fad, Dad I gone the distance 

I tried to make a difference, I kept workin off persistence 

Noone paid attention, now I talk and they listen 

Emcees are often dissin, like I'm the man to beat 

Ya I met a lot of rap stars that still a fan of me 

I rock shows wit Busta, had songs in his movie 

A chicken wit Luda, conversated wit some doobie 

I drank wit Buck Shot, and Dj Evil D 

I did songs wit Maestro, and smoked hash wit Keith Moby 

I love hip hop, cause it made me who I am 

It gave me confidence, and it made a honest man 

This is paradise, and I found a promise land 

So now I'm chillin and enjoyin my accomplishments 

It's paradise 

Photos 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3:] 

Now a couple years after this drop, I'll probably flop 

But that's the way it goes when you get on the top 

I'm talkin bout Canada, yo this industry's a joke 

I'm a Canadian rap star, and kid I'm still broke 

But I ain't work in years, and some think I'm famous 

While other people ask when the hell I'm gunna 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, the critics, and the haters 

I know I miss the ref, the bitches and the breakers 

The tours, the shows, promoters and the assholes 

The beats and the rhymes, cause that's all that Class knows 

That was paradise 

[Chorus: to fade]