歌曲 | Classic Material |
歌手 | Leaders of the New School |
专辑 | T.I.M.E. |
下载 | 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! |