Creep

Creep Lyrics

Song	Creep
Artist	RZA
Album	Digi Snacks
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[00:11.960]	Creep, creep, creep
[00:15.800]	Catch them while they sleep
[00:18.260]	Empty every shell from your clip
[00:21.260]	Knock them off their feet
[00:24.400]
[00:36.297]	These streets that we maneuver through,
[00:39.399]	ain't nothing you familiar too
[00:40.218]	Don't talk it out, noodle you, walk it out at your funeral
[00:42.897]	Cold blooded, black hearted, Black Knight and Black Ballin'
[00:45.987]	Black Christmas, be all in your crib with my killas calling
[00:48.197]	Even if you ain't street, then we creepin', it ain't no secret
[00:52.188]	Delete you with big toast, that roast you when it heat ya
[00:55.779]	Off whiskey, pop up and bong that ass like Bob Digi
[00:58.568]	Crisis the Sharpshooter, I'mma lay 'em down gently
[01:01.387]	One shot, guns pop, in the streets of Camelot
[01:04.248]	That's why some keep they shit on safety,
[01:06.238]	others keep they hammers cocked
[01:08.148]	Ready to blow, ready to go, fire in the hole
[01:10.768]	And if a nigga ready to retire, we retiring his soul
[01:14.167]	Creep, creep, creep
[01:16.967]	Catch them while they sleep
[01:20.389]	Empty every shell from your clip
[01:23.708]	Knock them off their feet
[01:25.398]
[01:26.247]	Aiyo, I woke up hungry every day (every day)
[01:28.928]	Til I learn to do the hustle, every which and every way
[01:33.878]	A couple niggas hit the Chevy wit the K
[01:35.538]	And the candy apple tray, it gets heavy in L.A.
[01:38.780]	When Track died, Mack cried
[01:41.708]	Once we start banging again, then he did a back slide
[01:44.747]	I was in tune wit the sun, star, moon
[01:48.187]	Eddie shot up thirty niggas, in the bar, over June
[01:51.899]	The city's full of Crips
[01:53.578]	AK's, four-fives, mac-11's, full of clips (Long Beach)
[01:57.928]	Young hogs wit they pockets full of chips
[02:00.417]	If any, not many, academic scholarships
[02:03.458]	Pulp Fiction, driving in your car without permission
[02:06.417]	With a video vixen, giving me head like Bill Clinton
[02:09.329]	Got a drug addiction, pop pills with no prescription
[02:12.420]	Stuck in the rehab, the only man with bad intentions
[02:15.580]	Truly, I'm the one the West is really missing
[02:19.600]	Your shit is garbo', I kill you off with one sentence
[02:22.900]	The rap apprentice, with a little sack of new inventions
[02:24.980]	Don't listen, and I Jimmy off your head like a Henchman
[02:28.440]	Creep, creep, creep
[02:31.280]	Catch them while they sleep
[02:34.320]	Empty every shell from your clip
[02:37.420]	Knock them off their feet
[02:40.440]	Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
[02:43.890]	Make them Swiss cheese
[02:46.700]	Empty every shell from your clip
[02:49.800]	Knock them off their feet
[02:52.460]	You wanna feel the heat? I pull the flame out
[02:56.590]	Make a wish, boy, blow your brains out
[02:59.500]	Watch me step out the cribby, with the heavy chain out
[03:02.300]	Leaving blood on your shirt, you can't get the stain out
[03:05.900]	In a big body truck, my hair, knotty as a fuck
[03:08.210]	Shotty tucked under the seat, plus a hottie in the truck
[03:11.330]	Get these wizes, get these digits, get my ninjas back in business
[03:15.250]	All you suckas, get the scissors
[03:17.900]	You don't work like you broke and keep AK's like I'm Oakland
[03:20.720]	I be, making that dough, like the Pillsbury Doughman
[03:24.500]	Bobby, covered in ice, like it's Frosty the Snowman
[03:27.200]	You suckas is useless like old New York tokens
[03:30.700]	Front on the Bobby D, watch how your body bleed
[03:33.120]	You ain't worth the weight of a grain, from a poppy seed
[03:36.170]	Make your brain rupture, decompose your frame structure
[03:39.120]	MC's tremble when they hear the name of us
[03:42.220]	Puffin' Eastwood stogies, swinging Tiger Woods bogeys
[03:45.350]	The mic is my co-d, the pen is a parolee
[03:48.400]	No jail cell can hold me, Zodiac can't describe me
[03:51.540]	King Tech scratch the beat, like he caught poison ivy
[03:54.730]	Compton's where you can find me in the hood, so grimy
[03:58.300]	Run laps on these tracks, it's a fact, you can time me
[04:01.100]	Ready, set, go, I let the, tech blow
[04:04.260]	Rugged Monk, kill a track at any, tempo
[04:07.200]	It's simple, We Usually Take All Niggas Garments
[04:10.460]	Spot rush them busters, blockade they apartment
[04:13.900]	It's over, foreclosure, your shit is shut down
[04:16.510]	Creep when you sleep and squeeze the four pound
[04:19.760]	Creep, creep, creep
[04:22.509]	Catch them while they sleep
[04:25.590]	Empty every shell from your clip
[04:29.100]	Knock them off their feet
[04:31.570]	Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
[04:35.0]	Make them Swiss cheese
[04:37.930]	Empty every shell from your clip
[04:41.800]	Knock them off their feet
[04:45.430]

[00:11.960]	Creep, creep, creep
[00:15.800]	Catch them while they sleep
[00:18.260]	Empty every shell from your clip
[00:21.260]	Knock them off their feet
[00:24.400]
[00:36.297]	These streets that we maneuver through,
[00:39.399]	ain' t nothing you familiar too
[00:40.218]	Don' t talk it out, noodle you, walk it out at your funeral
[00:42.897]	Cold blooded, black hearted, Black Knight and Black Ballin'
[00:45.987]	Black Christmas, be all in your crib with my killas calling
[00:48.197]	Even if you ain' t street, then we creepin', it ain' t no secret
[00:52.188]	Delete you with big toast, that roast you when it heat ya
[00:55.779]	Off whiskey, pop up and bong that ass like Bob Digi
[00:58.568]	Crisis the Sharpshooter, I' mma lay ' em down gently
[01:01.387]	One shot, guns pop, in the streets of Camelot
[01:04.248]	That' s why some keep they shit on safety,
[01:06.238]	others keep they hammers cocked
[01:08.148]	Ready to blow, ready to go, fire in the hole
[01:10.768]	And if a nigga ready to retire, we retiring his soul
[01:14.167]	Creep, creep, creep
[01:16.967]	Catch them while they sleep
[01:20.389]	Empty every shell from your clip
[01:23.708]	Knock them off their feet
[01:25.398]
[01:26.247]	Aiyo, I woke up hungry every day every day
[01:28.928]	Til I learn to do the hustle, every which and every way
[01:33.878]	A couple niggas hit the Chevy wit the K
[01:35.538]	And the candy apple tray, it gets heavy in L. A.
[01:38.780]	When Track died, Mack cried
[01:41.708]	Once we start banging again, then he did a back slide
[01:44.747]	I was in tune wit the sun, star, moon
[01:48.187]	Eddie shot up thirty niggas, in the bar, over June
[01:51.899]	The city' s full of Crips
[01:53.578]	AK' s, fourfives, mac11' s, full of clips Long Beach
[01:57.928]	Young hogs wit they pockets full of chips
[02:00.417]	If any, not many, academic scholarships
[02:03.458]	Pulp Fiction, driving in your car without permission
[02:06.417]	With a video vixen, giving me head like Bill Clinton
[02:09.329]	Got a drug addiction, pop pills with no prescription
[02:12.420]	Stuck in the rehab, the only man with bad intentions
[02:15.580]	Truly, I' m the one the West is really missing
[02:19.600]	Your shit is garbo', I kill you off with one sentence
[02:22.900]	The rap apprentice, with a little sack of new inventions
[02:24.980]	Don' t listen, and I Jimmy off your head like a Henchman
[02:28.440]	Creep, creep, creep
[02:31.280]	Catch them while they sleep
[02:34.320]	Empty every shell from your clip
[02:37.420]	Knock them off their feet
[02:40.440]	Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
[02:43.890]	Make them Swiss cheese
[02:46.700]	Empty every shell from your clip
[02:49.800]	Knock them off their feet
[02:52.460]	You wanna feel the heat? I pull the flame out
[02:56.590]	Make a wish, boy, blow your brains out
[02:59.500]	Watch me step out the cribby, with the heavy chain out
[03:02.300]	Leaving blood on your shirt, you can' t get the stain out
[03:05.900]	In a big body truck, my hair, knotty as a fuck
[03:08.210]	Shotty tucked under the seat, plus a hottie in the truck
[03:11.330]	Get these wizes, get these digits, get my ninjas back in business
[03:15.250]	All you suckas, get the scissors
[03:17.900]	You don' t work like you broke and keep AK' s like I' m Oakland
[03:20.720]	I be, making that dough, like the Pillsbury Doughman
[03:24.500]	Bobby, covered in ice, like it' s Frosty the Snowman
[03:27.200]	You suckas is useless like old New York tokens
[03:30.700]	Front on the Bobby D, watch how your body bleed
[03:33.120]	You ain' t worth the weight of a grain, from a poppy seed
[03:36.170]	Make your brain rupture, decompose your frame structure
[03:39.120]	MC' s tremble when they hear the name of us
[03:42.220]	Puffin' Eastwood stogies, swinging Tiger Woods bogeys
[03:45.350]	The mic is my cod, the pen is a parolee
[03:48.400]	No jail cell can hold me, Zodiac can' t describe me
[03:51.540]	King Tech scratch the beat, like he caught poison ivy
[03:54.730]	Compton' s where you can find me in the hood, so grimy
[03:58.300]	Run laps on these tracks, it' s a fact, you can time me
[04:01.100]	Ready, set, go, I let the, tech blow
[04:04.260]	Rugged Monk, kill a track at any, tempo
[04:07.200]	It' s simple, We Usually Take All Niggas Garments
[04:10.460]	Spot rush them busters, blockade they apartment
[04:13.900]	It' s over, foreclosure, your shit is shut down
[04:16.510]	Creep when you sleep and squeeze the four pound
[04:19.760]	Creep, creep, creep
[04:22.509]	Catch them while they sleep
[04:25.590]	Empty every shell from your clip
[04:29.100]	Knock them off their feet
[04:31.570]	Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
[04:35.0]	Make them Swiss cheese
[04:37.930]	Empty every shell from your clip
[04:41.800]	Knock them off their feet
[04:45.430]

[00:11.960]	Creep, creep, creep
[00:15.800]	Catch them while they sleep
[00:18.260]	Empty every shell from your clip
[00:21.260]	Knock them off their feet
[00:24.400]
[00:36.297]	These streets that we maneuver through,
[00:39.399]	ain' t nothing you familiar too
[00:40.218]	Don' t talk it out, noodle you, walk it out at your funeral
[00:42.897]	Cold blooded, black hearted, Black Knight and Black Ballin'
[00:45.987]	Black Christmas, be all in your crib with my killas calling
[00:48.197]	Even if you ain' t street, then we creepin', it ain' t no secret
[00:52.188]	Delete you with big toast, that roast you when it heat ya
[00:55.779]	Off whiskey, pop up and bong that ass like Bob Digi
[00:58.568]	Crisis the Sharpshooter, I' mma lay ' em down gently
[01:01.387]	One shot, guns pop, in the streets of Camelot
[01:04.248]	That' s why some keep they shit on safety,
[01:06.238]	others keep they hammers cocked
[01:08.148]	Ready to blow, ready to go, fire in the hole
[01:10.768]	And if a nigga ready to retire, we retiring his soul
[01:14.167]	Creep, creep, creep
[01:16.967]	Catch them while they sleep
[01:20.389]	Empty every shell from your clip
[01:23.708]	Knock them off their feet
[01:25.398]
[01:26.247]	Aiyo, I woke up hungry every day every day
[01:28.928]	Til I learn to do the hustle, every which and every way
[01:33.878]	A couple niggas hit the Chevy wit the K
[01:35.538]	And the candy apple tray, it gets heavy in L. A.
[01:38.780]	When Track died, Mack cried
[01:41.708]	Once we start banging again, then he did a back slide
[01:44.747]	I was in tune wit the sun, star, moon
[01:48.187]	Eddie shot up thirty niggas, in the bar, over June
[01:51.899]	The city' s full of Crips
[01:53.578]	AK' s, fourfives, mac11' s, full of clips Long Beach
[01:57.928]	Young hogs wit they pockets full of chips
[02:00.417]	If any, not many, academic scholarships
[02:03.458]	Pulp Fiction, driving in your car without permission
[02:06.417]	With a video vixen, giving me head like Bill Clinton
[02:09.329]	Got a drug addiction, pop pills with no prescription
[02:12.420]	Stuck in the rehab, the only man with bad intentions
[02:15.580]	Truly, I' m the one the West is really missing
[02:19.600]	Your shit is garbo', I kill you off with one sentence
[02:22.900]	The rap apprentice, with a little sack of new inventions
[02:24.980]	Don' t listen, and I Jimmy off your head like a Henchman
[02:28.440]	Creep, creep, creep
[02:31.280]	Catch them while they sleep
[02:34.320]	Empty every shell from your clip
[02:37.420]	Knock them off their feet
[02:40.440]	Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
[02:43.890]	Make them Swiss cheese
[02:46.700]	Empty every shell from your clip
[02:49.800]	Knock them off their feet
[02:52.460]	You wanna feel the heat? I pull the flame out
[02:56.590]	Make a wish, boy, blow your brains out
[02:59.500]	Watch me step out the cribby, with the heavy chain out
[03:02.300]	Leaving blood on your shirt, you can' t get the stain out
[03:05.900]	In a big body truck, my hair, knotty as a fuck
[03:08.210]	Shotty tucked under the seat, plus a hottie in the truck
[03:11.330]	Get these wizes, get these digits, get my ninjas back in business
[03:15.250]	All you suckas, get the scissors
[03:17.900]	You don' t work like you broke and keep AK' s like I' m Oakland
[03:20.720]	I be, making that dough, like the Pillsbury Doughman
[03:24.500]	Bobby, covered in ice, like it' s Frosty the Snowman
[03:27.200]	You suckas is useless like old New York tokens
[03:30.700]	Front on the Bobby D, watch how your body bleed
[03:33.120]	You ain' t worth the weight of a grain, from a poppy seed
[03:36.170]	Make your brain rupture, decompose your frame structure
[03:39.120]	MC' s tremble when they hear the name of us
[03:42.220]	Puffin' Eastwood stogies, swinging Tiger Woods bogeys
[03:45.350]	The mic is my cod, the pen is a parolee
[03:48.400]	No jail cell can hold me, Zodiac can' t describe me
[03:51.540]	King Tech scratch the beat, like he caught poison ivy
[03:54.730]	Compton' s where you can find me in the hood, so grimy
[03:58.300]	Run laps on these tracks, it' s a fact, you can time me
[04:01.100]	Ready, set, go, I let the, tech blow
[04:04.260]	Rugged Monk, kill a track at any, tempo
[04:07.200]	It' s simple, We Usually Take All Niggas Garments
[04:10.460]	Spot rush them busters, blockade they apartment
[04:13.900]	It' s over, foreclosure, your shit is shut down
[04:16.510]	Creep when you sleep and squeeze the four pound
[04:19.760]	Creep, creep, creep
[04:22.509]	Catch them while they sleep
[04:25.590]	Empty every shell from your clip
[04:29.100]	Knock them off their feet
[04:31.570]	Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
[04:35.0]	Make them Swiss cheese
[04:37.930]	Empty every shell from your clip
[04:41.800]	Knock them off their feet
[04:45.430]

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