《Creepin’》歌词

歌曲： Creepin’

所属专辑：Between The Covers

歌手： Marti Pellow

时长： 04:19

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RZA - Creep[00:00:02]

Creep, creep, creep[00:00:07]

Catch them while they sleep[00:00:10]

Empty every shell from your clip[00:00:13]

Knock them off their feet[00:00:16]

These streets that we maneuver through,[00:00:31]

Ain't nothing you familiar too[00:00:33]

Don't talk it out, noodle you, walk it out at your funeral[00:00:35]

Cold blooded, black hearted, Black Knight and Black Ballin'[00:00:38]

Black Christmas, be all in your crib with my killas calling[00:00:41]

Even if you ain't street, then we creepin', it ain't no secret[00:00:43]

Delete you with big toast, that roast you when it heat ya[00:00:47]

Off whiskey, pop up and bong that a** like Bob Digi[00:00:50]

Crisis the Sharpshooter, I'mma lay 'em down gently[00:00:53]

One shot, guns pop, in the streets of Camelot[00:00:56]

That's why some keep they sh*t on safety,[00:00:59]

Others keep they hammers cocked[00:01:01]

Ready to blow, ready to go, fire in the hole[00:01:03]

And if a ni**a ready to retire, we retiring his soul[00:01:05]

Creep, creep, creep[00:01:09]

Catch them while they sleep[00:01:12]

Empty every shell from your clip[00:01:15]

Knock them off their feet[00:01:18]

Aiyo, I woke up hungry every day (every day)[00:01:21]

Til I learn to do the hustle, every which and every way[00:01:24]

A couple niggas hit the Chevy wit the K[00:01:28]

And the candy apple tray, it gets heavy in L.A.[00:01:30]

When Track died, Mack cried[00:01:33]

Once we start banging again, then he did a back slide[00:01:36]

I was in tune wit the sun, star, moon[00:01:39]

Eddie shot up thirty niggas, in the bar, over June[00:01:43]

The city's full of Crips[00:01:46]

AK's, four-fives, mac-11's, full of clips (Long Beach)[00:01:48]

Young hogs wit they pockets full of chips[00:01:53]

If any, not many, academic scholarships[00:01:55]

Pulp Fiction, driving in your car without permission[00:01:58]

With a video vixen, giving me head like Bill Clinton[00:02:01]

Got a drug addiction, pop pills with no prescription[00:02:04]

Stuck in the rehab, the only man with bad intentions[00:02:07]

Truly, I'm the one the West is really missing[00:02:10]

Your sh*t is garbo', I kill you off with one sentence[00:02:14]

The rap apprentice, with a little sack of new inventions[00:02:17]

Don't listen, and I Jimmy off your head like a Henchman[00:02:20]

Creep, creep, creep[00:02:23]

Catch them while they sleep[00:02:26]

Empty every shell from your clip[00:02:29]

Knock them off their feet[00:02:32]

Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze[00:02:35]

Make them Swiss cheese[00:02:38]

Empty every shell from your clip[00:02:41]

Knock them off their feet[00:02:45]

You wanna feel the heat? I pull the flame out[00:02:47]

Make a wish, boy, blow your brains out[00:02:51]

Watch me step out the cribby, with the heavy chain out[00:02:54]

Leaving blood on your shirt, you can't get the stain out[00:02:57]

In a big body truck, my hair, knotty as a f**k[00:03:00]

Shotty tucked under the seat, plus a hottie in the truck[00:03:03]

Get these wizes, get these digits, get my ninjas back in business[00:03:06]

All you suckas, get the scissors[00:03:10]

You don't work like you broke and keep AK's like I'm Oakland[00:03:12]

I be, making that dough, like the Pillsbury Doughman[00:03:15]

Bobby, covered in ice, like it's Frosty the Snowman[00:03:19]

You suckas is useless like old New York tokens[00:03:22]

Front on the Bobby D, watch how your body bleed[00:03:25]

You ain't worth the weight of a grain, from a poppy seed[00:03:28]

Make your brain rupture, decompose your frame structure[00:03:31]

MC's tremble when they hear the name of us[00:03:34]

Puffin' Eastwood stogies, swinging Tiger Woods bogeys[00:03:37]

The mic is my co-d, the pen is a parolee[00:03:40]

No jail cell can hold me, Zodiac can't describe me[00:03:43]

King Tech scratch the beat, like he caught poison ivy[00:03:46]

Compton's where you can find me in the hood, so grimy[00:03:49]

Run laps on these tracks, it's a fact, you can time me[00:03:53]

Ready, set, go, I let the, tech blow[00:03:56]

Rugged Monk, kill a track at any, tempo[00:03:59]

It's simple, We Usually Take All Niggas Garments[00:04:02]

Spot rush them busters, blockade they apartment[00:04:05]

It's over, foreclosure, your sh*t is shut down[00:04:08]

Creep when you sleep and squeeze the four pound[00:04:11]

Creep, creep, creep[00:04:14]

Catch them while they sleep[00:04:17]

Empty every shell from your clip[00:04:20]

Knock them off their feet[00:04:24]

Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze[00:04:26]

Make them Swiss cheese[00:04:30]

Empty every shell from your clip[00:04:33]

Knock them off their feet[00:04:36]