Spirit of STEEZ

[Intro: Capital STEEZ WNYU interview]
I mean, God doesn’t have emotions, so
Weak links have to get cut eventually
But I don’t- I don’t wanna put that on air
Yeah, I’d rather keep it nameless
But yeah
Definitely, work ethic is gonna have to improve

[Hook]
Taught early in the game that the woman come with age
Bad bitches come with fame
Only difference? Nothing changed
All this slaving ‘til we tide
In the end, what do we gain?
Make your mark while you alive
Martyr, this is why we train
Man’s married thе M’s heart hitting 0 degrees, 1
47 BPs, spitting like thе spirit of STEEZ
Out of all my city’s MCs who done kept it realer than me?
All the friends switchin’ over money and greed
Shit a disease

[Verse 1]
Do you drill with niggas that you flock with?
If they have to pull it, is they gon pop it?
Would they switch up and pull up on you for profit?
And forget they grew up with you in the projects?
They legit’ll turn on you during turmoil
Shit wocky when the ones you’d give the world for got no words for you
That’s the world for you
Just life lessons
Missteps, turn a 1 night or point 5 seconds to a life sentence
Seen life lost for a light ticket
TV, watching families saying “Must be nice” like Lyfe Jennings
Had a nigga crushin’ on white women
We was brought up seeing no pops
Taught “get more guap, never wife bitches”
Twisted religion, we serve God
During the sunrise, spend nights sinnin’
Communion crackers, sip wine with it
My father Muslim, my mom Christian
Neglected, feeding my soul food, then
Hit the streets with a bean and a pie interest
Ain’t nobody he can call for green so he uses his mac to get fried chicken

[Bridge]
I can’t live on this way
I need a large estate
I need it private, I need a bride
That’s thick with a gorgeous face
I need enormous cake
I need to ball today
Prayed to the Lord
The blessings keep falling, aye
Only the fam, the rest of you targets, aye
I know that Prodie a con
Can tell by the way he dress and his aura, aye
I’m quiet, my weed is the strongest
Loudest and weakest be flexing the hardest, aye
They wanna know their opponent
‘Til they hear the flow and regret their involvement, aye

[Verse 2]
Young Nasir with the ether make you niggas nauseous
Do the singing thing or you bring the team
But either way believe you taking loses
Excuse my supercilious nature
I had a thought about moving the tape up
I was just doing you spitters a favor
World Dyme-A-Nation
Homie told me he so caught up in his studies felt like he was Satan
Really ain’t know how to take it
Think about it to this day
Couldn’t beef with a nigga fam and then wear his image on my chain
Could’ve been a unit but you movin’ senseless
Look how niggas switch up for the change

[Bridge 2]
And I can’t live on this way
All this lame shit, in entertainment
All of these frauds and fakes
D-triple-H of my generation, X out all you snakes
Put you underground for thinking you Pac
Drop ditis, you all erased
Bask in the moment, it’s priceless
When haters call you garbage and mean it but know you the nicest
Get in they feelings and type shit like they don’t know where the mic is
Maybe they just know who Mike is
Jackson, I’m Jordan, I’m Tyson

[Snippet of Joey on The Personal Party Podcast]
“These niggas STEEZ and, you know, another cat named Dyme A Duzin
They were like making videos on YouTube
They were like somewhat YouTube famous
And that shit like inspired me
To follow their pages and just kinda see…

[Hook]
Taught early in the game that the woman come with age
Bad bitches come with fame
Only difference? Nothing changed
All this slaving ‘til we tide
In the end, what do we gain?
Make your mark while you alive
Martyr, this is why we train
Man’s married the M’s heart hitting 0 degrees, 1
47 BPs, spitting like the spirit of STEEZ
Out of all my city’s MCs who done kept it realer than me?
All the friends switchin’ over money and greed
Shit a disease