No Mistakes Lyrics - Classified

(Verse 1) 

Just keep going, yeah 

Now I made many decisions and made many mistakes 

I walked on many lands 

And swam in many lakes 

I did good, did wrong 

I got props and pissed on 

I was dissed by the system but I still tried to get on 

No one could tell me that my style was unhealthy, I never listened kept spitting till' the neh-sayers felt me 

Looking back, I guess you haters helped me: My fuel, my drive 

Allo just increased when you hated on Classified 

Here's advice, for every rappers startin' up, don't release a record till' you're happy with the bars you wrote 

My fourth album's the first record I really liked 

Before that my flow was too hype and I really couldn't write 

So, I took the long way we could argue all day 

If it's the wrong way 

But sit back and let the song play 

Props to Joe Bombay for hookin' me Up at the start 

I never had the skill, But he knew I had the heart 

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(Chorus 2x) 

Now understand what I say 

This year, no mistakes 

Got here, no fate 

Pay dues, won't wait 

Made some mistakes and I'll probably make more 

Just how it happens when you try to go forward 

(Verse 2) 

I made the mistake of mixin' business and friendship 

People got offended, relationships were ended 

So that's why I remember this, severe every tie 

Cause every time I ever endevor with business 

It fucks up; Nothin' personal, but I got friends, I don't need 'em 

And you'd wouldn't talk to me if I didn't have the beat you needed 

I've been through too many shitty MC's with beats, believe it 

But I got eat, kid; and seems the weaker cast the feeding 

I'm hungary, can't think with an empty stomach 

Made bad decisions and now I suffer from it 

Got a few videos, but yo, wish I planned the vision through 

Some came out dope, some are better just to listen to 

Not tryin' to make excuses; But all I'm tryin' to do is music 

Forget about these interviews and photoshoots 

It's just not something for Class 

I'm only here for rhymes, buildin' beats, killin' tracks and that's that 

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(Chorus) 

(Verse 3) 

I started off young, took a couple wrong paths 

Gimme a second, gimme a second; yo 

I started off young, took a couple wrong paths 

Yo man, put some more hi-hats in it 

Now it's all good and I ain't ever lookin' back; yeah, yo 

And I got this joint on my keyboard starin' back at me 

Like you ain't gone be happy 'til you puff on this fatty 

Smoke five years straight, made the mistake of tryin' it 

Say I got no problem, but I really hate denyin' it 

I'm an addict for the marijuana 

Doesn't matter if I wanna get high 

I get high, its part of everyday life that I chose 

I know this shit'll probably kill me 

And I won't quit, but everytime I blaze, I feel guilty 

And I still do it, cause every choice has a consiquence 

Never made made mistakes, then I'll never made no progress, man 

No dope beats; In Hip-Hop you wouldn't know me 

I'd still be back at Sobey's stockin' ya shelf with groceries 

(Chorus 2x)