Chords for Creep Like Me

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_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Dm] I'm just an angel in disguise, who's got the most [Gm] pride?
Transforming on Shalane like I'm Jaffa, that [Dm] guy, we do the pressure
Keep the strap on the dresser, keep it dark, nice and [Gm] snug
Buy that Pelican Bay letter, [Dm] I betcha your life gets snatched
Little old bitch, I'm [Gm] talking bout some gangsta shit
You want a battle rap?
We [D] put a handle down, so extravagant and yeah
So [Gm] intelligent, these killers on my team will split your wig and make you [Dm] telegram
It's intertwined, they combine, who's that [G] trap?
Fly fly, I throw it up, subsequently with a [D] strap on the side
We ready, dry, what killer [Gm] bandieros got a gleam in the eye?
Deploy your burst of nylon [D] tension to the speed of light
So try, the spies up on my [G] feeling tonight
These motherfuckers all lay face down, [D] slouched in a rock
Well I'm a science that you'll find, why talk [G] without lies?
Well it's cool, it's a better debrace, [D] horrendous crime
Ain't nobody creep like me, [G] so don't test my infantry
[Dm] Infantry, every tree in the tree, bustin' heat like me
[G] We leave on face down, slouching the city, starting to [Dm] sway in the street
Then we get on with the infrared thing, [G] we'll house hips down, pickle the spleen
Take off the [Dm] sleeves, we show the thong, sling the zone while we're aiming the [A] chrome
Popping bombs, watching enemies bleed, enemies bleed
[Dm] I said we steam like some killer bees, living off them [G] stinky leaves
Trying to make some fatty off that hustle scene
[Dm] Kicking up a little dirt with a smirk, wouldn't work, my [Gm] berserk
Give alerts when you're holding down your turf
[Dm] Broken dreams in my streets, RIPs on the creep
[G] Little homies packing heat, ready to die for the beat
[D] Ready to die for the pride, it's that gangster life
[Gm] CRC, godful narrows, leave them dead on sight
[Dm] Pop pop on the glock, on the murderous plot
[G] We hit the scene mugging mean, leave your stomach in knots
[D] The sacrifice of your life is such a beautiful thing
Grab my bitch off the seat as she commencing the scene
Cause I'm a ride, I'm a lie, I'm a die for my G's
[G] 213, CFC in the cage of the streets
[D] And that's the truth, in the booth, knocking out like a tooth
[G] Cut my food, slitting loose as I'm throwing a spruce
[D] I'm on a mission where I'm headed, ain't no coming back
[G] Beneath the cemetery perp, let my voice be heard and brought [Dm] to track
Like the Aztec cataclysm, leaving history for centuries to come
Homie, that'll get em, while they focus on material things
[G] In peril to the opposition, prepping for imperial [Dm] gain
Drop em all, watch em fall by the Syria flame
Serenade the city streets with the C4
Gang, ain't nobody creep like me
So [G] don't test my infantry
Infantry, every G in the street
Busting heat like me
We [Gm] leave em face down, slashing the stage
Drunk in the city, we [Dm] in the street
And we get em with a different thing
[Gm] We'll howl, tips down, tickle the spleen
Tickle the spleen, [Dm] shells go
Chainsaw rock, we're aiming the chrome
[G] Watchin' enemies bleed Enemies [Dm] bleed
I'm living life like it's my last day up on this [Gm] earth
And every day that passes by, this shit is getting [D] worse
Attempting murders like a ticket for speeding
The [G] shit is cracking every day like life ain't got any meaning
And [D] motherfuckers ain't trippin', they leave the scene with a smile
And [G] smoking weed and blowing tweaking, even laughing through trial
I [D] know some heartless camaradas coming harder than concrete
[Gm] The sickest fools up on these streets and rockin' these beats
I'm [D] not the average motherfucker, got a savage in here
[G] Bologna sandwich in the hole and turning apples to beer
We [D] keep the dirty on the low and homies know how it works
So [G] full force up in them riots, risking death on this earth
The [Dm] fucking gunner with the heater, let it bullets disperse
And [G] C-Yard and Cali Pat is pretty close to the worst
And [D] Big D and Baby G will hit em right where it hurts
And [G] leave em laying in a stretcher and stiffer than Uncle [Dm] Fester
Can't nobody creep like me
So don't test my infantry Infantry
Every G in the streets bussing heat like me
We leave em face down, slouching and singing
Slouching and singing
We infiltrate them, we hit em with the infrared beam
We'll hollow tip, style, tipple the spleen
Tickle the spleen
We shout as bombs, ring the zones while we're aiming the chrome
Popping guns, watching enemies [G] bleed Enemies bleed Enemies bleed
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