Lyrics:
ghetto shit I drive past it every day
I'm quick to throw them 26's
On the classic Chevrolet
Yeah, definitely the wrong niggas to step to
Cause this is
wish I never told ya
I think Daytona could've used your help
But you ran away, ran away
Like you always do
Found a way, found a way
That's so classic you
didn't want you to know)
Get nasty, doin dirt don't put it past me
"Appetite for Destruction," +Axl+ couldn't +Slash+ me
I got hounds that found where
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
to the floor
Flying by the seed in my pants
'Cause I need what I need
I believe that I can go achieve what I came to achieve
And I leave you and you with
to the most high angels flying by
Credit to Him but I'm that guy everybody lies
Got two personalities Samson and Delilah
Elijah Makes Classics
I go by what I do
brought the ointment
I live and die by the pen, and Kaarmaa coming heavy for you
You can tend the rabbits, Lennie, this a game of mice and men
I've come
and giving hand outs
If you down, then it ain't my fault
Do it 'til niggas can't breathe
Y'all should be hip to the sauce by now
Moving 'til I'm pulling
Bitch I'm on my way
To my favorite place
Open up at 8
Til it's super late
Open 7 days
So you know I'm straight
They got everything you'll ever need
the bass in the mix
You know what's next bitch
I'm sure to get rich
[Chorus]
Ha ha
I'd be the thuggin' ass outlaw
Til my fuckin' casuct drops
I refuse to offer
Tryna put me in the mix of they petty drama
Down the dollar if you wanna be a top can't follow
Only reason they guh'head I'm went
'm dropping a classic
Strange way, how I do magic
Used to be Watts, now it's Fantastic
Walk out this bitch, it's volcanic, ayy
You wanna be big on the gram
I
with flows
You tricks can't hide behind expensive cars and clothes
Old niggas I expose like Luke does hoes in videos
With classic material,
A while ago
I found myself in bloody exhaust grease
London again with an all-consuming urge
To hunt for two rare things: back
Issues of NME rumored
with the man of the year
Baby tell em they playing
Ey baby tell em they
I feel so good when I got you by side
I feel so precious with diamond with
staying
And baby tell them they can't fuck with the man of the year
And baby tell them they playing
And baby tell them they
I feel so good when I got you by
ride or die, I was doing fine
Took me by surprise, when I saw your eyes (Your eyes)
Sunshine beamin' through the empty sky
(Through the empty sky)
You
match this
Classics, coming to your deck, we got the tactics
Rap shit, half you wouldn't make it through the Rapture
Gas shit, rapping like I blew
vein and my brain ain't
No wife, night time got parlay, plucka plucka, in the mix now
Ya cocksucka,
you get flavour like a skittle when I rip a rhyme
gotta do is believe, all I gotta do is believe
You come in by yourself and you gon' leave by yourself (you gon' leave by yourself)
You know that pussy
beast, it's classic
Have you forgotten classic cause without it
We wouldn't have this stupid modern shit
I ain't a trend follower, you are
For rejecting
To the time and the place, coming back to you.
Black hair is a revolution.
Finger wave... a classic extravaganza.
Press and curl... never mix, never worry.
the door I need that key though
Classic case of good v evil
Fee fi fo fum I can’t reach you
Ring ring ring ring I can’t reach you
Google bing ping I cant
Oh oh ..... ye eh.... yeh o know... on....
My name is black unit i gat B22 J.... luck go Jay y upon da mix yor or.... yeh _
Baby you deserve me N i
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