Stann Smith - Hakeem lyrics

My Rhyme Scheme Olajuwon Hakeem Versatile I spit a style they gotta point 5ds Mark 2s at the Crew with the homebrew tees That say EKOET Im from Brooklyn Rest in peace to Steez I continue, Inteligence laced inside the riddle Like syrup in a mcgriddle on a mickey ds menu For sweet compete police ride in continentals Or unmarked vans tryna off the man with the dark hands More chalk on black floors then school blackboard Hash brought to school rebels blaze em in Bathroom stalls The monkey on his shoulder look gorilla size He never realize he busy getting high Them k**ers get the drop on em then he finna die They could see the set em up with his chinky eyes Believing lies was his first mistake Chasing thighs was the second Use the weakness as a weapon Them demons step in Eagles can't detect em Better bring your desert eagle or your smith n Wesson Close before you left a ghost I rep the coast of Big L biggie and Nasir The style rare Brothers Jack it but Im Montclair Yeah My Rhyme scheme Olajuwon Hakeem (So What That Mean) x3 Hands up While I go off on 3, EKOET My Rhyme scheme Olajuwon hakeem Got a rocket in my jeans filled with ink that bleeds On standard size loose leaves but her eyes intrigued On something else below my belt that'll melt Ice Cream Im not that type of brother Im a fighter not a lover for my freedom You don't see me dodging undercovers in my region Better find another brother dumb enough to treat you I got a wife who nice to me who never been deceitful Keep it equal but I call her brown sugar I make her change her clothes when she look like hooker I hate to go shopping Im The Shopping cart pusher Cuz she love to look around and I be gone when she look up (huh) Im so Brooklyn so I say whats up son Anywhere so you know where Im from I keep it Cere the real know what Im about son The fake creaming out How come? C'mon (HAHA)