Yung Steve - C.R.E.A.M. Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]: Crew rounds esteem and mystique, CREAM! In the base word is born of the scully [Verse 1]: I mean, blocks of cheese Tuck blocks of cheese Overheat when we catch a couple rats in the streets Steve it ain't what it seems, but seemed scene Steve in the eve of the scene Shaolin got this beat, Shaolin got this heat Made a left wrong turned for that right dream Which was! We was the fiends for the beans For 90 days raised beans from that hot corner where the caps steamed From when I screamed for ice cream To Ice Creams, dice dreams, Sprite lean Street fiend, down for a ghetto dream Nights on the streets, home to home Heat for heat, flashy! Heard screams! Ghost screams! Nose bleeds and spook scenes made my eyes bleed Yeah and give him the chills with a 40 Mag 'Til his fours get jacked on 'Til I get that Lee Spike on With no wrist chrome on But cause that Lee Spike on, I'm like Chun Li uhh Find some n***as to split purp n***as to split work Probably some goons who did dirt But you gotta be overt Always on the alert Subvert then divert Stuff shirts then convert When it's time, can't play the skirt Gotta put a n***a in the dirt just to girt And that's not worth [Verse 2]: Hit home, my room Thursday night cartoons, channel 22 New phase of the moon Eating off a greasy spoon But slept with the silver spoon Rise in June, high noon Still rolling cartoons Agenda of a goon, all solicitude Saw the silver spoon, saw the silver spoon [Outro]: Shaolin's heat, spittin' ease, Scholar Steve, never even had an average above a ninety [Laughs]