C-Rayz Walz - Cla**ic (Main) lyrics

[Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Cla**ic when I'm kicking a flow Cla**ic, never switching for dough Cla**ic when I'm ripping a show It's cla**ic, cla**ic material [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] I can't stand this just like a ham sandwich And I'm Fidel Castro rhyming in Spanish Versus Bill Clinton in a blaze battle A Leo blasting Sagittarius arrows All twelve temples. Life's an instrumental I walk crooked baselines with a straight pencil Lead foot show you what I'm into (Yo, yo) You can't copy the form until I sell a stencil Strike drastic, write graphic, cla**ic You know the mathematic static in my Asia attic Pragmatic, swift change and remain Create fly sh**, give birth to funky airplanes I'm tranquilo but my rap steelo Could make me pull out mad metal like Magneto I might die quick in attempts to live long So I got to come off every time I get on If you see me drooling, I'm thinking ‘bout spitting ‘Bout to smoke y'all—I should be quitting But I'm stupid—I put Band-Aids on blood money My girl got me on some Pooh-sh**—I love honey [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Cla**ic when I'm kicking a flow Cla**ic, never switching for dough Cla**ic when I'm ripping a show It's cla**ic, cla**ic material [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] I got enough issues to start my own catalog an*lyze me as Allah in an*log I ask about dinner during breakfast Ahead of my time like a helicopter Lexus watch We blow out the wind in trees, surfing a breeze With condor feather skis. Made from tough jeans Like leather Lee's. Trick, please I make shells a part of your life forever like Run DMC In divine order, I make mistakes on purpose Walk the lunar land, tag my face on the surface Dance on tap water perfectly Like the spirit of Gregory Hines or mercury, certainly Being too close to the Sun is urgently Worse than burnt toast. Get blind when observing me You don't like me? Who cares? I'm the spit you fear My presence alone could end your career for a year You want to hear heat? I'll take a dump in your ear Bust a pump in the air, make clouds disappear No mystery from Shaolin to Sicily Tyson to Tiger Woods, I'll strike consistently [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Cla**ic when I'm kicking a flow Cla**ic, never switching for dough Cla**ic when I'm ripping a show It's cla**ic, cla**ic material [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] This for all my peeps who rock the permanent crease Brung shells out the house ‘cause life was a beach Drink seaweed, eat rocks No talk of diamonds. I spit ice—my sh**'s hot I'm too/2 ill—1-plus-1 sick A smart guy who always did dumb sh** So get your script right. Using my feet in a fist fight I'm not p**y—I don't care what you dicks spit like Shooting arrows at charts, using bow-legged girls Then splash out like the king of Waterworld Beware of stitches in your genes/jeans like denim Before I stab a track ‘til it bleeds rhythm [?] was an X-Man before [rose-white streets?] Before visions of rock raining on techniques I Rob Swift with beats with sinister [bees?] Now that the Sun's out, come on! Total-eclipse me Some fold in they sleep, turn cold in the heat I stroll through the belly of the beast, holding my meat I rep MCs who sow what they reap And keep it funky underground like Ed Norton's feet (I'm) [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Cla**ic when I'm kicking a flow Cla**ic, never switching for dough Cla**ic when I'm ripping a show It's cla**ic, cla**ic material [Bridge (Overlapped with Hook Adlibs): C-Rayz Walz] R.C.P Green Regime, T.O.P Stronghold, NYC P-E-O-P-L-E Army [Outro (Overlapped with Hook Adlibs): C-Rayz Walz] Yin and yang. Y'all got the CD, Plain Pat and me (The Prelude). Just like that. O.B.S., y'all. Brooklyn Academy, Spit Squad. Strongheezy, money. Cla**ic, cla**ic, cla**ic, cl-cl-cl-cla**ic material