Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Classic , by - Hieroglyphics. Release date: 31.08.2003
Song language: English
Classic |
| Lynching |
| Antsy inchin’bit by bit chompin’at the bit |
| My shot’s inaccurate for profit |
| Passionate for profit |
| Cashin’in, that’s the shit |
| Lyrical laxative |
| Runnin off afta' |
| Never relaxing… lashin' |
| Different than the last one |
| So let’s see. |
| Chocolate dipped nuts, I’m nestle milk |
| World Wrestling Federation built |
| Y’all are complacent still? |
| Display some skill! |
| My word placement first place |
| If not I verse basic |
| My complex… is complex |
| Balance in check |
| No comment with comparable talents as yet |
| There’s always a first |
| Yet, there’s always a verse |
| And always a hurse, so they always disperse |
| Tails tucked. |
| Who, why, when, where, what? |
| And how… sorry but not with that style! |
| I’m fond of fondling these tatless tactile (?) |
| Cats until they tapped out |
| Put that down… cause I put that down |
| Yeah I do that there |
| Why you act scared? |
| Talkin bout 'who that there'…I'll knock 'em out! |
| If you ain’t ship shape keep your shit shut |
| 'Fore I shift shape, leave this shit shut |
| Closed up… sucka get your pose up! |
| You hold down… what's the hold up, huh? |
| Uh, somethin’ya do when you’re fire resistant |
| An ion intrinsic instantaneous lenses (?) |
| Diablo, domino effect wobble, stumble. |
| Tryin’to follow? |
| Ask Pollo, dumbo! |
| Need a model? |
| Taj will assault silicone |
| Reverberate with realer tone |
| Fill in holes till it hurt deep in your bones |
| I mean really drill it home to your inner zone |
| We put in the work to make your body jerk |
| We won’t shirk the duty of makin you shake your gluteus maximus |
| Yeah, that’s what’s up! |
| The music is movin', you need to be catchin’up |
| Classical massacres occurs in a flash, a blur |
| Smashin’our hammer |
| Then when we clash with words |
| Adrenalin rush shatter you fragile gentlemen |
| When I hit 'em up with agile style |
| Venom and change the game like two ways did pagers |
| And 2Pac did before the plagerist came |
| Sword swing around, we not horsing |
| I’ma do mine, you do your thing |
| Hieroglyphics is monolithic |
| Chronicle and I careen in on a collision course to contradiction |
| God is listenin' |
| We collage, analyze with the touch of a brush to paint this picture |
| I’m heart felt with the texture of velvet |
| My art propellin'…the wax start meltin' |
| We makin’the matrix break to this |
| And motivatin’the shake… complacentness |
| Mixed of many maneuvers |
| We get blitzed and the groove is deep as it gets to reap benefits |
| From Oakland to Brooklyn |
| The language spoken… broken and crooked |
| You know how we do it! |
| Uh, somethin’ya do when you’re fire resistant |
| An ion intrinsic instantaneous lenses (?) |
| Diablo, domino effect wobble, stumble. |
| Tryin’to follow? |
| Ask Pollo, dumbo! |
| Need a model? |
| Taj will assault silicone |
| Reverberate with realer tone |
| Fill in holes till it hurt deep in your bones |
| I mean really drill it home to your inner zone |