New Classic - The Giant Lyrics

Riding deep into the club, got a posse like I'm Andre
Sapphire crystal on my ring straight from Bombay
No need for tonic, drink it straight from bottle
Need the fuel inside my tank because I'm moving full throttle

I drink my liquor straight
Because the mixer makes it watery and
Crooked barkeeps shorten pours, What a robbery
Three fingers in a glass
Plus a lady in my lap
Keep it simple
That's the ticket like the lottery

I take my bars serious
Blame it on experience
I drink til I'm relaxed
But fakers Drink til their delirious
Haters hate me cuz their
Ladies wanna date me
And the game still wants to rate me on a scale from one to ten

I'm pretty much a ten out of ten
My flow is perfect
I Don't care about a freestyle brotha
Cuz I'm a wordsmith
Matter fact
Bro I'm only getting started so remember when you heard me as an underground artist

I'm aiming straight for the top
Got my sights set on the gold
My Critics praying I stop
A white guy from NY who lives for making hip-hop?
I was born in 89, a week before the day when Paulie was shot
Holmes

My sound is like, organized confusion
A Perfect fusion of the future and the old school music
Which is why I had to call myself new classic
My words were meant to reignite the passion in the masses

I'm Passive
I'm not a violent brother
If you try to skip class
Gonna dial your mother
Man I really like this beat
It's got some Masta Ace flavor
I think gonna stop right there
And Let the rest savor
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