Loonie Lyrics - Self Explanatory - Classified

["loonie" repeated throughout the song] 

[Verse 1: Classified] 

Yeah, as I drop my coin into the slot machine 

My eyes double in size, you can't stop a fiend 

And it doesn't make a difference if I got the means 

All I need to succeed is jackpot in threes 

I'm feelin uneasy, lost and unrational 

Bettin on my life, tryin to double up my capital (ha) 

I'll make it back, I don't worry what the cost 

Tomorrow I'll be here and I'll win back what I lost 

Win some, lose some, consumed every day (day) 

I started with my crew, now I sit alone and play (play) 

I'm crazy, I'm lonely, I feel I barely know me 

I'm through with it, one more loonie, am I losin it? 

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[Verse 2: D-Sisive] 

A new record penned, another one spins 

One mixed in as the other one ends 

I wonderin if the one I just pressed 

Will be gripped by the DJ's fingertips 

Slipped out of the crate, out the sleeve 

Laid on the technique and played out my speak-ers 

Ears glued to the show and wait 

For my song's debut and my SOCAN change 

And when the song don't play, smile gets lost 

Fingers ball up, walls get right crossed 

Ouch, I can't absorb the hate 

I go "Psycho", killer, Norman Bates 

[Chorus: x4] 

I gets loc'd and loonie 

I, I get loonie 

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[Verse 3: Shad K] 

You ever read 40 classics, for your classes, for your Master's 

And while on tour rappin, crashin on a little mattress? 

It's madness but fact is I, I need to pass 

'Cause the masses still don't got a clue who Shad is 

No cash to afford a DJ, I'm scratch less 

Just in class or ironically with that Class kid 

Out of class and back in school fast 

Catchin up on what's happened, after mad distractions 

Imagine S-K all night rappin 

And writin an essay, then next day, on the flight, no relaxin 

And I barely get paid 

All I gets late penalties, couple C's and a headache 

[Verse 4: DL Incognito] 

RFI chips and kids got Intel inside me 

Don't bother to write things down 

Tip of my full QWERTY keypad, 'Shift', 'Tab', backslash, deleted 

My album hit the world wide web half completed 

A few weeks prior to when I chose to release it 

I hear it blarin out your Bluetooth stereo speakers 

The boy genius reports all necessary features 

So I know them Blackberrys got 3G speeds kid 

And here's my thesis, we started with beepers 

Now I got more gadgets than a Japanese kid 

Plus I frequent, sites indecent 

If I lose my iPhone, there go all my secrets 

I'm loonie 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 5: Buck 65] 

For me it's the tedium, mass media, the heavy glare 

Graffiti and it's the broken glass everywhere 

Stress complex, the pressure in ex-projects 

Bad news and taboos, women as sex objects 

Nipple slips, the price of gas, twice as fast, triple flips 

Makin crack, my achin back and crippled hips 

The bag of green, the never endin gag machine 

Booze and drugs, reviews and plugs, in People magazine 

Money for nothin, a payment to fight 

The rise of advertising, Entertainment Tonight 

Span of limbs, Tanya Kim's, throws of passion 

Runnin yokes and funny jokes and shows of fashion 

[Chorus]