B-Ly & WillFake - Cla**ic Freak lyrics

[ Verse 1 : B-ly ] I'm back as a king of malarkey Man-oh-man, mammon, God of Rich Get out of it, cement's occupation ( Patient! ) I'm obtaining a key of fantasy Occasionally, they feels my oomph While say, “ Ooh, goddammit! God's omniscient!” ( Ambition! ) It's matter of cla**ic freak In order of position, impossible is f**ing nothing Close the f**in' portiere, it's my f**ing portrait Everybody meets me in the new cla**, sick A cla**ic sh** when I become a motherf**ing hell of religional section Goddamn Adam is the first my F – friend Which's not with me, hey, a respection that I need I k** them flipped resistor, I gotta buy a new sister Proud ‘em so hard but you couldn't, resourcefulness [Verse 2 : WillFake] So, first DJ album, scratches saucer Rappers abuse black plate in the black belt cla**ic Lazybones, it's like I'ma sip bones, labor under a delusion Every f**ing girls wiggling like Derulo, slap me frickin' up How'd oddball I was? Skedaddle ya doin' to me I push saddle toward ya, gather together, I'ma martial to get her This ain't poetic cliche, remain no unusual like J. Chan Resentment I have to send to who made this with no core plan for made this I'ma get perplexed, like another rap Ya rape Xerxes King till lymphatic, smaller than alien from Attic, basic Possibly what the f** the song is when my brother and I'ma win EMA It maybe true, huh? The reason of music, isn't it? f**!