Представляем точный текст композиции "Class Of 87" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Tony Touch . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Class Of 87» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Tony Touch передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Tony Touch - "Class Of 87"
Lyrics to Class Of 87 : (feat. Big Daddy Kane, Kool G. Rap, KRS-One) [Big Daddy Kane] Uh uh.. what' Uh-huh Just put it down baby What' Uh, yo, yo.. Somebody let the lion out the den, I come flyin out to win Whatever you tryin bout to end - Kanes comin Let me explain somethin - we rules the place You couldnt shine around me wearin a suit from Mase And that, gruesome face - G, cock the hammer Lets test his stamina or make him smile like he on Candid Camera Im wreckin jaws with extra force just because I have no respect for yours against the boss Nigga, check your drawers Dont let it get to where I have to sun ya And goin back you wonder Put holes inside your chest like accupuncture Give me a reason to flip Ill put deez in your lip Be laid up without deez in your wrist and you bleed when you piss Presence alone make the hardest cats soften Put niggaz in the coffin Play Daddy to a female orphan I keeps it heated while so many get deleted And you close to bein the next one to meet it, now beat it! [Kool G. Rap] Chandeliers glare, mahogany floors, house on the shore with the balcony doors, marble walls like its Carnegie Hall Armies of whores walk around in they drawers Mountains of raw, water fountains pour - take a tour '' in the floor, draped in velour, paper galore Master suite dinner table for four Sittin on four acres or more Bracin my jaw, scrapin the floor Home of Capone, gold phone take me to war Sip the Henny-Rock straight with a straw, lovin the cabbage Money stashes up in the mattress, fuckin the actress Bless her finger with ten carats, leather giraffe it my suit fabrics, silk smooth shoes jurassic Rip everything from new to classic Bulletproof jackets that move drastic Package the her-on in blue plastic Who blew the racket' G. Luciano with the drug traffic Homicides a thug habit let your crew have it [KRS-One] Word, word.. feel that! Feel that! Word up Tony Touch, in the cluth, word up Word up.. its KRS-One Comin through Big Daddy Kane, Kool G. Rap YouknowhatImsayin' Givin you a moment to, to feel this Feel it up! My man Tony Touch, came to me in the clutch and he said, "Yo KRS-One man I want you to get on this record and, to just represent for the Latin Quarter crew yknow, yknow the Class of 87" So I said uhh, ha hah, I said, "Whats your name again'" He said, "Tony!" So I took his name and I reversed it and when Tonys reversed it spells - Y NOT' So Y NOT' Its irrefutable my facts are usable They might be new to you but they suitable to the street entrepenuerial Mentally unmovable When I move its your beautiful brutal funeral in your face or the bodega mural I can cure all, or kill all, which do you prefer it yall' I throw up lyrics like cats chokin on furballs Herbal remedies and vocal melodies be changin up my identity from Kool G. to K-A-N-E Movin em up, movin em up, breakin em all the way down Takin em up, shakin em up, takin away they sound You better be ready when I be comin around, layin it down Divine speech for each, what you think Im playin around' I flash right on em, and rock mics for em but they cant see this MC cause Im too bright for em The unraveller, world traveller, philosopher Timeless, K-R-S, now you rewind this! [ Class Of 87 Lyrics ]
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