Classics(Class6)

By Dblock Rims

On Class6

Released on October 20, 2017

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INTRO

Rest in peace to mumble rap

Rest in peace to mumble rap

New school hip hop I ain't down with that crap

For sure

Lets go

VERSE ONE

Hasta la vista haters, I'm first class la vida loca

Big man things vodka for ma njoka

Hate me I gas you, no lake Nyos kiss my enus

Rappers wack strip for the booth and I ain't talking Stanley Enows

Ah I'm the shit no diapers

I'm flu sick with the flow Eazy AIDS no ghost writers

These rappers are untruthful, sleeping dogs I let them lie

They wish I die but walahi, my guy I'm flying high

You're my jackass Jack ass, my guys dump your carcass

My black ass, fast as race masters in NASCARS

The last time I stepped in the booth I can't even remember

Im old school on the guys dick from fourth December

They say its new school pidgin English or vernacular

I laugh, I love what I do, so spectacular

I'm Song in this song, a rough tackler

I'm way up, you can't see me, try a binocular

HOOK

Ah, I punch rhyme, no Ali

I smoke these rappers, no nine, no Cali

Yeah I go through the hook no fish

These rappers are like candles, I blow them out no wish (2*)

VERSE 2

Ah, I run the city no marathon

I fuck these sixteens, no child porn, man na don

Running backwards, I see number two in this race

These rappers still be fronting see shame for their face

Yeah, I wipe your crew no dusters

I milk you like your mama give you crap no lobsters

I boss the family no mobster

Raps Don Corleone, Ah, no block buster

I only see green, no night vision

Ladies say encore when I'm done no television

And I'm your peer no avocado

I spit fast anytime my guy no Murcielago

If you hate me then you're a son of a bitch, no puppy

If you love me then my love is your love no Bobby

Yeah, Man na Big Poppa, no Biggie

Rappers with fake asses spit shit no Nicki

HOOK

THIRD VERSE

The money doubles when from out of state, Just Kidding, no JK

I shoot bad videos, you see hoes, but no AK

If I'm lost I don't lose, I find my way no MAY DAY

I bang the beat and make the tape viral, RAY JAY

They applaud and tell me I'm bad in a good way

But I don't wanna shine, I just wanna save the day

These rappers were french kissing so I saved them on D-DAY

They mumble with fake jewels and call it new school

So fuck your facebook likes and youtube views

I win the race creeping like a stallion puto ese

I'm the mayor, I run and win on pole day no tierce

You're the best, you're the best, you're the best, thats what they say

I smile back and say Okocha was, now where's Jay Jay?

Peace to Bamenda, Douala and back to Yaounde

Dear hater, please keep hating so I could keep giving my best

I'm climbing up the highest mountain and you don't EVEREST

HOOK

Yeah, CLASSICS

Rest in peace to mumble rap

EKIE BOZEUR, My nigga come closerrrrr

Class6 Yeah

I love this shit mayne

Hip hop is basically what .. what I feel

How I sleep, how I talk, how I dress

Everything

Love this sh*t mayne, from the bottom of my heart