Rare Cassette

(album: Creep - 2013)

What? What? What?
Sesh, Bones, Dxrty, Rxdd
"What's up, homie?"
"Hey, let go twist this nigga's cap back, man"
"Yo let's do it!" (Skrrt)

[Dxrty Rxdd:]
These pussy ass niggas always playing Dxrty Rxdd
Like that nigga is a rookie, fuck you mean?
I made the all-star team
Call me Larry Bird, shooting niggas bout they green
Boston Celtic-looking nigga blowing hella fucking trees
Got them niggas' girlfriends all on the fucking knees
When I hop out the fucking goddamn black Jeep
I'm a Raider on the creep, never sleep
I peep the shit around me
Before them niggas doubt me and now them bitches like me
That shit ain't right, I don't like, I will fight
If you take my family name, lose your life
And that's the game 'til I stop

[Bones:]
Stepping on the scene and know I'm gripping on that fucking Mac
Shooting at your fucking butt, I'm creeping up through the fucking back
Posted on the fucking tack, I'll pack the straps up in my Mac
Cock it back and let it fly, victim of a homicide
Sliding in the fucking ride, take you to the other side
Stuff your body in the trunk, hit the fucking countryside
Drop your body in a ditch, then I'm finna hit the switch
Keep that.45 for any motherfuckers trying to snitch
Riding with the fucking clip, murder on my fucking mind
Bullet packed into my gat in case they try to blow my high
Hop out, let it fly right into the fucking sky
Step up on your fucking block
My Glock, they know the fucking hot