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Creep with me patna
Down memory lane
A nigga couldn't even get a fuckin look from a dame
My shoes was plain
Mane I had no game
I was hella tame
Watch the wick lick the flame
Lick the tick and the tock
Of the grandfather clock
Now that picture's in a frame
Hangin At my fireplace
Where pimps discuss game
til it scorches our brains
And see this be the heat I bring to the street
Make hell on earth
Take names on a hearse
They'll tell you the truth
Yo Hoes flock to me
Like my bullets to you

So stingy with the science
That I'm flippin
Adlibin ass niggas
Get the fuck up out my kitchen
Thanksgiving baller livin off his chickens and his pigeons
Steady workin the blade like they head cut off
Skulls shrunk around my neck if you think I'm soft
I'm slamming hammers over jams by the tandem
Disbanding rhymes with chimes at random
Bending spines demanding that you memorize this anthem
Leap out the dark when i creep like a panther
Scholars think they can master my flow
Still can't predict the next hit to be committed by a psycho

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from Tha Lost Doccuments, released March 20, 2012

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