Gorilla Warfare Tactics - Cla**ics lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo As I free the mind like a Jedi Cali for the late nights Accustomed to the red eyes Eye, aye, I I have been told to speak slow if you talking slick The lights off got me scripting by the candle wick Its a hell of a life, you couldn't handle it Shackles on the beat, we said if you coudld let the drummer kick Kick it, drinking one hand got me sippin' Faded with these women got me fumbling their digits Yep How high is too high? These blue skies Said there is no higher,Thats true lies I'm too wise She said she fell in love with a super guy Superfly, dapping clark kent up on the super high Damn kid you got it right from the start of it Took the bullsh** and then flipped it and made an art of it The game was bleeding, I found it up in the heart of it Stitched it, became a part of it Now I'm up on my martyt sh** I want the diamond fros, louie don time And the fine wine dine so I'm scriptin' fine rhymes But sh**, it's hard work, f** a dollar out of dime We have been schemin' tryna cop a couple milli out rhymin' Yup [Hook] What's it mean to be a cla**ic It mean that the flow dont matter when the past is They thoughts darker than the lenses on my gla**es Carry your torch and light the minds of the ma**es Yo What do it mean to be a cla**ic Want to show you more than what you are learning in your cla**es Open your eyes and treat the message as we pa** it Watching the fade but man this sh** is everlasting [Verse 2] Dude Here's a sample Tux-line with debt like joe camel Cake crumb dealer leave you shook like a damsel Uh Tryna listen to your complaints, but we can't hear you from up here in these planes Aw you spitting calm sh**, nah we the dons on that power yea con sh** Masters of the dope, rhymes schemes and the prom queens High flow laced with the base of the morphines Quick to pa** judgement Just to harra**ing the sh** My conceptual I'm immaculate b**h On the style Jealous because we are lifted by at least a quarter mile Jealous because your girl got me on the quick dial Hold it, make a cople more hits Take you through my mental got you feeling like a tourist Yea [Hook]