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Creep creep creepin Down the street street street street. I can feel you right behind my ears ears ears ears. Tryin to steer my fears . Quick hit the sims code. We need the heat divine timing is creep creep creepin in. Creep creep creepin on my page page . You climbing on my stage, creepin on my page, hacking tryin on my stacks on stacks stamping out my sage. Laughing at my days. Creep creep creepin down the street street pushing through the sleet trying to get in between the sheets, sheets sheet. Tellin people she a street cheatah working the nights down at the red light district hoping for a hand out, payout she’s not stout oooh yeah hmmmm, lookin It’s lookin pretty bleak bleak bleak. You are really kinda weak. Blinded by the heat. It’s kinda steep. You just a creep. 

rap, blues, punk, old school blues, slow rhythmic, storytelling, female