Classic Material Lyrics
| Song | Classic Material |
| Artist | Leaders of the New School |
| Album | T.I.M.E. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jackson/Higgins/Smith/Scott | |
| 作曲 : Jackson/Higgins/Smith/Scott | |
| [Hook] | |
| CLASSIC! Busta Rhymes is | |
| CLASSIC! Dinco D is | |
| CLASSIC! Charlie Brown is | |
| CLASSIC! Milo in the Dance is | |
| CLASSIC! Backspin is CLASSIC! | |
| Cut to the Monitor, Monitor to the Cut, what? Milo in de Dance! | |
| [Verse 1: Cut Monitor Milo] | |
| Bust this as I construct this like a blunt | |
| Ropie dope, first quarter just start | |
| Now people in the dance me au beh uni | |
| Uni uni, fe big up in '92 | |
| No link to dust, watch brain cells bust | |
| When I flip the script, I could make a Rev feel (lit!) | |
| You walkin' on shakey ground, call it warned | |
| Now big up your chest if you could test L.O.N.S | |
| Mr. Distress take a long rest | |
| And I never, never, never want to see you no more | |
| See you no more, see you no more | |
| Got Classic Material wall to wall | |
| [Verse 2: Dinco D] | |
| Hey, runnin' through computer chips, leavin' trails of flesh | |
| Disectable satons, crucial to summin' quest | |
| Bless, yes, bust press on the drumpads | |
| Breast caress chest may relieve stress, so | |
| Consider the inner outta, don't know if you oughta | |
| Doubt a seat a eater Peter, what you sayin' after hours? | |
| Players pop pills, pop stars blunt fanatics | |
| The dramatics come runnin' up to me | |
| The D to the O (Why it gotta be you, D?) | |
| Which sees for insight within the C | |
| Down with an (Oh my gosh!) and a (C. Beeeee) | |
| 10-4 not Milo (Follow me) | |
| Cuss, you mean us, Leaders as you see | |
| You an MC, you an MC? | |
| Well, no time to play, LP it in time | |
| It's just another case, hey, but I pace | |
| Place another fact and exact I come (Oh!) | |
| Classic Material, we reign number one | |
| [Hook] | |
| Classic Material, Classic Material | |
| L.O.N.S. with the Classic Material | |
| Classic Material, Classic Material | |
| Everybody, we got the Classic Material | |
| [Verse 3: Charlie Brown] | |
| Hey, a new frontier, pioneer to steer | |
| Rippin' and rhymin', rippin' and rhymin' every single year | |
| 365, 24/7, stomp, romp, stamp, amp, floor keep steppin' | |
| Merely, yearly, my base is always 1st, not 3rd, word | |
| Catch the snatch, patch in the latch of the hook of the book | |
| Perhaps? (No haps!) | |
| If so (Hip-hop!) Make 'em make 'em clap | |
| Last class, I alphabetized the re-rap | |
| A boy came down every day, A-B-C-D-E, now see what I say | |
| C. Brown reflections of black (And!) | |
| The shade of the lyrical, here to kick facts | |
| Give me a hit (Hit!) for the classic elastic splastic dope on plastic | |
| No illusion, no confusion, undecided | |
| I'm invited, delighted and bite it | |
| Material madness, raw for the core imperial | |
| As I come with an aerial | |
| Power from the L-shaped room | |
| L.O.N.S., L.O.N.S. we smoke boom! | |
| [Verse 4: Busta Rhymes] | |
| When I make my music, I got the Classic Material | |
| When I grab the microphone, you know I'm reignin' imperial | |
| Wake up in the mornin', eat my whole wheat cereal | |
| Historical styles combines with new musical | |
| L.O.N.S. wreck shit as usual | |
| When we make a presence, yes, we got to make it visual | |
| Mental, physical, then we come spiritual | |
| Follow this shit here, because this shit here is emotional | |
| We express an emotion through a style they call lyrical | |
| Mysterical, we make it complicated and technical | |
| Numerical as we move down like a decimal | |
| (East Coast stomp!) 'Cause you know that is the principle | |
| Look at here, what you see is four individuals | |
| This time, you know we're goin' to form in institutional | |
| So that we can become one and become more powerful | |
| You're livin' mystical, i- | |
| -dentify yourself as you face the universal | |
| Rippin' it at will and it's done with no rehearsal | |
| Movin' like you're dusted and you're caught up in somethin' trivial | |
| T.I.M.E. is eternal when you have the | |
| [Hook] | |
| Classic Material, yes Material, yes Material | |
| You know we got Material, Classic Material | |
| Yes Material, yes Material, Classic Material! |
| zuo ci : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
| zuo qu : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
| Hook | |
| CLASSIC! Busta Rhymes is | |
| CLASSIC! Dinco D is | |
| CLASSIC! Charlie Brown is | |
| CLASSIC! Milo in the Dance is | |
| CLASSIC! Backspin is CLASSIC! | |
| Cut to the Monitor, Monitor to the Cut, what? Milo in de Dance! | |
| Verse 1: Cut Monitor Milo | |
| Bust this as I construct this like a blunt | |
| Ropie dope, first quarter just start | |
| Now people in the dance me au beh uni | |
| Uni uni, fe big up in ' 92 | |
| No link to dust, watch brain cells bust | |
| When I flip the script, I could make a Rev feel lit! | |
| You walkin' on shakey ground, call it warned | |
| Now big up your chest if you could test L. O. N. S | |
| Mr. Distress take a long rest | |
| And I never, never, never want to see you no more | |
| See you no more, see you no more | |
| Got Classic Material wall to wall | |
| Verse 2: Dinco D | |
| Hey, runnin' through computer chips, leavin' trails of flesh | |
| Disectable satons, crucial to summin' quest | |
| Bless, yes, bust press on the drumpads | |
| Breast caress chest may relieve stress, so | |
| Consider the inner outta, don' t know if you oughta | |
| Doubt a seat a eater Peter, what you sayin' after hours? | |
| Players pop pills, pop stars blunt fanatics | |
| The dramatics come runnin' up to me | |
| The D to the O Why it gotta be you, D? | |
| Which sees for insight within the C | |
| Down with an Oh my gosh! and a C. Beeeee | |
| 104 not Milo Follow me | |
| Cuss, you mean us, Leaders as you see | |
| You an MC, you an MC? | |
| Well, no time to play, LP it in time | |
| It' s just another case, hey, but I pace | |
| Place another fact and exact I come Oh! | |
| Classic Material, we reign number one | |
| Hook | |
| Classic Material, Classic Material | |
| L. O. N. S. with the Classic Material | |
| Classic Material, Classic Material | |
| Everybody, we got the Classic Material | |
| Verse 3: Charlie Brown | |
| Hey, a new frontier, pioneer to steer | |
| Rippin' and rhymin', rippin' and rhymin' every single year | |
| 365, 24 7, stomp, romp, stamp, amp, floor keep steppin' | |
| Merely, yearly, my base is always 1st, not 3rd, word | |
| Catch the snatch, patch in the latch of the hook of the book | |
| Perhaps? No haps! | |
| If so Hiphop! Make ' em make ' em clap | |
| Last class, I alphabetized the rerap | |
| A boy came down every day, ABCDE, now see what I say | |
| C. Brown reflections of black And! | |
| The shade of the lyrical, here to kick facts | |
| Give me a hit Hit! for the classic elastic splastic dope on plastic | |
| No illusion, no confusion, undecided | |
| I' m invited, delighted and bite it | |
| Material madness, raw for the core imperial | |
| As I come with an aerial | |
| Power from the Lshaped room | |
| L. O. N. S., L. O. N. S. we smoke boom! | |
| Verse 4: Busta Rhymes | |
| When I make my music, I got the Classic Material | |
| When I grab the microphone, you know I' m reignin' imperial | |
| Wake up in the mornin', eat my whole wheat cereal | |
| Historical styles combines with new musical | |
| L. O. N. S. wreck shit as usual | |
| When we make a presence, yes, we got to make it visual | |
| Mental, physical, then we come spiritual | |
| Follow this shit here, because this shit here is emotional | |
| We express an emotion through a style they call lyrical | |
| Mysterical, we make it complicated and technical | |
| Numerical as we move down like a decimal | |
| East Coast stomp! ' Cause you know that is the principle | |
| Look at here, what you see is four individuals | |
| This time, you know we' re goin' to form in institutional | |
| So that we can become one and become more powerful | |
| You' re livin' mystical, i | |
| dentify yourself as you face the universal | |
| Rippin' it at will and it' s done with no rehearsal | |
| Movin' like you' re dusted and you' re caught up in somethin' trivial | |
| T. I. M. E. is eternal when you have the | |
| Hook | |
| Classic Material, yes Material, yes Material | |
| You know we got Material, Classic Material | |
| Yes Material, yes Material, Classic Material! |
| zuò cí : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
| zuò qǔ : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
| Hook | |
| CLASSIC! Busta Rhymes is | |
| CLASSIC! Dinco D is | |
| CLASSIC! Charlie Brown is | |
| CLASSIC! Milo in the Dance is | |
| CLASSIC! Backspin is CLASSIC! | |
| Cut to the Monitor, Monitor to the Cut, what? Milo in de Dance! | |
| Verse 1: Cut Monitor Milo | |
| Bust this as I construct this like a blunt | |
| Ropie dope, first quarter just start | |
| Now people in the dance me au beh uni | |
| Uni uni, fe big up in ' 92 | |
| No link to dust, watch brain cells bust | |
| When I flip the script, I could make a Rev feel lit! | |
| You walkin' on shakey ground, call it warned | |
| Now big up your chest if you could test L. O. N. S | |
| Mr. Distress take a long rest | |
| And I never, never, never want to see you no more | |
| See you no more, see you no more | |
| Got Classic Material wall to wall | |
| Verse 2: Dinco D | |
| Hey, runnin' through computer chips, leavin' trails of flesh | |
| Disectable satons, crucial to summin' quest | |
| Bless, yes, bust press on the drumpads | |
| Breast caress chest may relieve stress, so | |
| Consider the inner outta, don' t know if you oughta | |
| Doubt a seat a eater Peter, what you sayin' after hours? | |
| Players pop pills, pop stars blunt fanatics | |
| The dramatics come runnin' up to me | |
| The D to the O Why it gotta be you, D? | |
| Which sees for insight within the C | |
| Down with an Oh my gosh! and a C. Beeeee | |
| 104 not Milo Follow me | |
| Cuss, you mean us, Leaders as you see | |
| You an MC, you an MC? | |
| Well, no time to play, LP it in time | |
| It' s just another case, hey, but I pace | |
| Place another fact and exact I come Oh! | |
| Classic Material, we reign number one | |
| Hook | |
| Classic Material, Classic Material | |
| L. O. N. S. with the Classic Material | |
| Classic Material, Classic Material | |
| Everybody, we got the Classic Material | |
| Verse 3: Charlie Brown | |
| Hey, a new frontier, pioneer to steer | |
| Rippin' and rhymin', rippin' and rhymin' every single year | |
| 365, 24 7, stomp, romp, stamp, amp, floor keep steppin' | |
| Merely, yearly, my base is always 1st, not 3rd, word | |
| Catch the snatch, patch in the latch of the hook of the book | |
| Perhaps? No haps! | |
| If so Hiphop! Make ' em make ' em clap | |
| Last class, I alphabetized the rerap | |
| A boy came down every day, ABCDE, now see what I say | |
| C. Brown reflections of black And! | |
| The shade of the lyrical, here to kick facts | |
| Give me a hit Hit! for the classic elastic splastic dope on plastic | |
| No illusion, no confusion, undecided | |
| I' m invited, delighted and bite it | |
| Material madness, raw for the core imperial | |
| As I come with an aerial | |
| Power from the Lshaped room | |
| L. O. N. S., L. O. N. S. we smoke boom! | |
| Verse 4: Busta Rhymes | |
| When I make my music, I got the Classic Material | |
| When I grab the microphone, you know I' m reignin' imperial | |
| Wake up in the mornin', eat my whole wheat cereal | |
| Historical styles combines with new musical | |
| L. O. N. S. wreck shit as usual | |
| When we make a presence, yes, we got to make it visual | |
| Mental, physical, then we come spiritual | |
| Follow this shit here, because this shit here is emotional | |
| We express an emotion through a style they call lyrical | |
| Mysterical, we make it complicated and technical | |
| Numerical as we move down like a decimal | |
| East Coast stomp! ' Cause you know that is the principle | |
| Look at here, what you see is four individuals | |
| This time, you know we' re goin' to form in institutional | |
| So that we can become one and become more powerful | |
| You' re livin' mystical, i | |
| dentify yourself as you face the universal | |
| Rippin' it at will and it' s done with no rehearsal | |
| Movin' like you' re dusted and you' re caught up in somethin' trivial | |
| T. I. M. E. is eternal when you have the | |
| Hook | |
| Classic Material, yes Material, yes Material | |
| You know we got Material, Classic Material | |
| Yes Material, yes Material, Classic Material! |
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