Lyrics:
the best when I'm rappin
[ VERSE 6: Steele ]
General Steele, original head, original crook
Reside in Southside Queens, born in the Brook
As a youth I was
doesn't wash the stain off your Brooks Brothers
So burn the sweet Lucy in the air
Flicker all the scarlet lights to green
Run your fingers down my pretty
Intro: agallah
Yeah nigga
I got the gat on them now
Pay back (laughing)
[Chorus:] Lil Dap & Agallah
Why, it got to be like that
Straight like
They say we rough
Fresh timbs and J's
Dont get scuffed
We still getting paper
Though it aint enough
Two seven on the beat
Why you looking stuck
Its
rock moved onto needles
Ion need her, give me Pringles. I remember listening
To Tupac greatest hits pt 2 in Matts Regal
And Garth Brooks! why isn't weed
this that
142 79 and normal Throop
CICS, Folks the drew
Maxwells by the CSU
Thornton Harvey world, The crew
Riverdale to Engle too
Dusable and Brooks
Y’all basic your whole life should erase it
Nigga I’m dangerous y’all lightta
Word to everythin' that I’m flamin
Brook St nigga when it come to block
I'm not bothered I swim parganas don't come to the water
Niggas not eating he looking Brook he stealing my flows this niggas a crook
Y'all going out sad
a fuck
But I just cant
Cause every time I show emotions
Y'all put me in a shark in the tank
Whenever I'm rocking my heart on my sleeve
Y'all treat me like
fire call me propane
I got friends in low places like I’m Garth brooks
Stay away from one time play it by the books
Hillbilly blood got ‘em all shook
I
the time I was six
Then wonder why the young brooks always hangin' with crips
And why I never bring my friends from the school to the crib
I'm on the search
all these days
Staring at the haze
Going through and emotional maze
I think I'm starting to go craz...y
Munching on a bag of lays
Passing by so many
on that fuck shit, fucks sake
Guess we playing games, bitch
You see me, wanna play homie
Brooks, keep that blade on me
Lost all my motivation
But motivate
You a rook to the kid
Understood why you shook off the kid
Flow wetter than a brook in dis bitch
Took every nook that he could to get put in this bitch
excuse,
Trying his truth and his long-sufferance,
Till half-another year had slipt away.
By this the lazy gossips of the port,
Abhorrent of a calculation
a strainer, poisoned by the waiter
Drown in the dirt, eat a fuck for a chaser
Pardon me Barbie, this ain't a party for you Kramer
Marking me the maker if I
and love that time flies by
And we've all got that one dog on demon time
He really thought the price was fine, but I cut the line
Stop it, uh, all of your
sputnik rutabaga
Vomitorium golf credenza
Your grandmother gives excellent head, by the way
Tuesday morning, near 3 a.m., another nightmare
My companions
days
Throwing punches with the homies chilling by the brook
Now I'm throwing shade, and righting verses like I'm Captain Hook
Was used to Dropping out
[Bizarre]
Put y'all guns down, y'all niggas is under arrest
What would a nigga named Les that's a child molest
Who want to confess about the black
Back when stacks start increasin
And y'all main bitches peeped it, so hold up
It's no secret, the hoes is creepin
And all y'all lies is weak and, it
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
even pray for the minister
For you, they can call me any name in the book
I take a look and skip the knowledge, put it on my knees brook
For you, it'll
why'll your coppin' a feel Lavish living this a sealed deal
Valet parking next to Fred Siegel's step out and it's all real
But this can't be what
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