Lyrics Class Of 07 - Wiley, Scorcher

Class Of 07

I’m a karate kid like Daniel LaRusso, crane kick
Anywhere I go, I see him trying on the same kick
And the crane kick ain’t even my main kick
My lyrics are like kicks from Van Damme’s
Swinging in the rain with eight pricks
None of them are swingers on The Matrix
His wife’s got a link to The Matrix
I’ve said too much and I hate this
Why am I shot up on the road, refuse to be wasted?
Newcomers do what their mates think
so pain, it’s like your hair got braid in
Didn’t find nothing when the yard got raid in
Ask Little Dee, me and A Plus have got the plans
So you end up rich, not in a can
If anybody can, then me and my gang can
I’m fifty four shots, twenty, I’m a dan
Don’t try and crown me
Class of 07 (Hello)
You know I’ve been doing this for time
Hold tight them man, I still can’t see ya
I still can’t see ya, trust me, where are you?
Yo
I’ve been away for a minute
Got swayed for a minute
I was in the hood, selling cocaine for a minute
Sent for God’s Gift but he didn’t wanna spray for a minute
His heart weren’t in it
But I’m in it to win it, I got past it, Will’s got no limits
Win wars with fists, and guns, knives and gimmicks
Your last hit was thirteen years old
I’m not surprised that you still sing it
I carry weight like Caribbean Joseph
Top boy, what boy?
Everybody knows it
Them man are lucky, I never had the strap
Because I swear to God, I would empty the whole clip
I’m like fully loaded
Most man in the game lost it, they eroded
I’m Roman, I’m E3 area-coded
And I didn’t flop in the game like Jerome did
You get me?
Hold tight the whole game
Half of them don’t even know what they’re doing but guess what?
Good, you know why?
You know why?
You see the level I’m on, you wouldn’t last long
Because I’m on the moon like Neil Armstrong
I was the first one, I be the last one
You’re too lazy, wanna be a star in the hood
Come and ask one
But it’s like, really, sitting in the top
Everybody wanna try and pull a fast one
So I step off the top spot, once I’m advised from a legend
I wrote this bar at midnight 07, January first
I learnt to drive manually first
Me and my sound, we were angry first
If shots were getting buss, I’m like «can we first?»
Used to like school but I kept getting kicked out
What about music?
Bring a few hits out
I got it in me, mum died, brother too
Plus I don’t wanna be the one who missed out
Eskiboy
Class of 07
Eskiboy
You know me (You know me)
Hello
(Run up on your girl quick)
Nasty