Creepout (01:01)

wen i b on dem drugs thoughts building up tension growing its creep out time i scout hit u n ur snout pop off dem shots n hit like i hit on dem slots da way i bust on dem sluts i sprout i kno wer ur whereabouts put u to sleep ur n to deep over ur head execute u leave u n ur bloody bed judge dreed i got speed u gna bleed i feed the gun ammunition bullets flying wit ur name on it wen i aim i land on target its a shame ur lame stay n ur lane now een its time take the blame lite u up wit dat flame