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Steve-O Creep

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Them demons you fightin
As fake as your jewelry
Young creepy nigga
That love usin toolery
Misery
Suffering
Nothin that's new to me
Catch me at the party
With a gun to my head
Belly full of liquor and
Somebody stolen meds
Dead to the only thing that matter to me
My kids
My kin
Creep gang family
Gun sounds
Spent rounds
What a sweet melody
Haunted by the memories of
Everything steven
Feel until I can't
Cease my breathin
Bitch it's heathen season
Soul is fiendin
Violence never need a reason
I'm killin myself cuz
My opps on some hoe shit
Bury the hatchet in heads
Let's focus
Hate myself so much
I wrote this
Jus bein honest
Don't care for emotions
Don't stop me from feelin em
The reaper gon steal em soon
I'm on my way to caleb crib
Trappin where the angles is
Snortin' sin
That's all we did
To think I was a good ass kid
Laughable now
Look who laughin now
Starrin at the ground
Cuz he can't stand up
It's me
It's only me

Everything I hate
Always stay the same
Everyday I wait
Still stuck in my ways
Born as a mistake
Nothin fina change
Whiskey wash away
Drown my woes today
Substance and violence
Freedom in silence
Lifetime regret for you
Hurting so black and blue

Runnin away
Hide from the fact that
You're never ok
Hide all your hate
Hide all your shame
We die anyway
Nothin we do or we say
Holds any weight
Curtain is closin
My time is arrivin
So ima keep killin shit
Slidin and smilin
You nigga's got nothin
Creep he a tyrant
Ima solve problems
Through violence
Ima solve problems
Through hell
I pray to death
I pray for rain
I prey on my opps
They runnin im gunnin it's Always the same
Who is to blame
Look what you made
Look what you've done
I see the actions committed
And written in blood
Givin no f*ck what it was
Or what it will be
Creepy the vision
Nobody will listen
Creepy the mission
Kill all competition

Maybe I'm already dead

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