Gentleman (Original Mix)

A class in a world full of noise
Dressed in conviction with absolute poise
Not a cheap swagger, not a posture for show
Carrying the honor of the discipline known
No fake manners, I don't flex for the crowd but
I don't talk down
When the room gets loud, I don't move careless
Keep the boundary set
Executing honor with the proof of the background
Of chaos that they never get hold
Building up a standard that's refined and noble
Harshly steady while the shallow ones sit
Rooted in the center with the tight firm grip
If they ask how
I carry such an elevated grace
Tell them still a gentleman that's governing the space gentleman gentleman
A class in a world full of noise
Pressure on the standard by our own choice