Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Classic Cool, artist - Sandpeople. Album song B-sides, Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.01.2009
Record label: Sandpeople
Song language: English
Classic Cool |
| Puppet strings make the fingers dance on ivory |
| At a shuttles speed I subtly advance silently |
| Just to tip toe thru skid row with a fist full of irony |
| I love being alive but can’t wait to get my pilot wings |
| Bye |
| My scentless apprentice |
| In the emerald with my ninjas |
| Sparking up your intrests |
| Blow the excess smoke thru the entrance |
| Till it exits thru your stereo with a vengeance |
| (hmmm) |
| Deliverance |
| Nagga with an attitude |
| Strafing thru ya avenue |
| Hacking at ya attributes |
| Plus i’m still splashing you |
| You’ll be like what happen to that gold i know |
| Shit changed since the day he walked away rocking a cigarette and blindfold |
| I’ll go green then recycle the hot box |
| Kick hard rocks for dope feen’s that go clean till they withdrawal stops |
| And hopscotch back on the bandwagon of the last dragon |
| Take my last drag then |
| Give them action till their jaws drop |
| Walla |
| The rabbits out the hat |
| No more tricks up the sleeve |
| Remove the mask and its me |
| The new classic (true) |
| Im too classic cool |
| In a class of my own |
| Taking em backing to school |
| Punch drunk bout to act a fool |
| Not laughing wit u but at u |
| All cycnical and what have you |
| Now that were acquainted |
| Im elated that was the hard part truant |
| Know theres no country for old men to roam in |
| When they got a hard bark to em |
| I keep my starving art moving for the audience |
| But a man apart from losing everything that embodies him |
| And its obvious i got skeletons fam |
| But still this modest mouse will scare an elephant out the sand |
| This rotten mouth will tell you how it is (how it is) |
| Im gotham bound with a grenade between my lips |
| Never falling down please |
| Let the legend live |
| All in together now and witness mans greatest trick. |
| played |
| I brick lay with silly putty and switch blade (build) |
| Till my wrist breaks then chill in my castle of mistakes |
| And when it gives way ill dig graves for the bitch made |
| And return their dna back to their rightful rib cage… s |
| They say with time comes patience |
| But im no patron to that statement |
| Ive been aching to break wind into a quarantine |
| 2014 nuclear winter be the broadcast |
| But before you get ya medikit leave a tip in the top hat |
| Walla |
| The rabbits out the hat |
| No more tricks up the sleeve |
| Remove the mask and its me |
| The new classic (true) |
| Im too classic cool |
| In a class of my own |
| Taking em backing to school |