king steelo

Lyrics

, it don't make no sense, tell me how you make a percept but not make a percent, i bet a lot of people think i'm upset, but i ain't playin defense, i'm more playin the cut and duck taping ya vents, we cutting off ya breathing supply, they say i gotta greedy mind with the green in my eyes, it's the fire that keeps a lot of people inspired, i can't lie its america i need to survive, the wizard of oz, trynna live my life behind the plasma, electromagnetic space started clashing, road to go, got me caught up with the static, an we blowing out smoke like ectoplasm, i told her make the neck romantic, move like the phantom when we shift through manhattan, my slimes caught a airplane now we radioactive, we coming for new york like the jets did to madden, i gotta do it for my team, my third eye beam say it's not what it seems, niggas trynna get too close ya mean, but i'm clean, that's why they can't touch my steez, so tell me what you know about steelo, started off kind of scary though, yo pro peep the scenario, we had the caps fire, and the shrooms like mario, this peach sumchin was trynna shake her tail, you could tell that i wasn't really funking with the smell, she had a appeal but the pill had her slipping, fly nigga with a wingspan, cyaan pay attention, my niggas bong ripping so of course we all tripping, four hits, i started dozing off for a minute, and then i went back to the vision, of when i seen how they had black in division, can't crack through the system, that's why they got crack through ya system, an now we got the matrix hacked with precision, an thats a new flow for all you putos, trynna compare fools gold to acapulcos, beast coast synchroed then they see growth, say they can't post but they gon move slow, the root chakra rasta mufasa, load the 47 and watch him shoot blocka!, this nigga sanchez ordered two lobsters, the chicken salad comes with a soup or a pasta, dig in we pig out, back to the pig pen, we got the green so light it up like big ben, in my opinion she trynna get poked like a pen, and she know i got the stroke like pinyin, that's my ancient technique, you got a king, use them sacred bed sheets, a dirty ragamuffin i ain't changin til next week, we astro-projected and i gave her the best sleep, now that's my part time freak, the way she shape shift i should call her my sheik, fuck them other bitches i don't keep them on a leash, unless we takin long walks on the beach,