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to this track
Done up by the Brady's (Brady's)
So, I kept it clean and you know I'm blessin'
And yes, I'm confessin' (Uh-huh)

I might dip and I dabble
But

And I won't stop makin' bread
Pillsbury doughin'
Man I don't care hate
I'm just on this track flowin'
And I'm fresh, clean in some shit you ain't seen

Shrimpin' Sailin'

Johnny Cash

From Sea to Shining Sea

1968

Turn on the speak it's the first time I get to talk on the speak cause you know okay
Darn those smart alec crazy cajon boy come in to my nice clean

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
When I'm ridin
I'm high got my drink poured my weed rolled
I creep slow, my bitch on my side and
Wherever that change go this

Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride clean
Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee
With my 45 G-L-O-C
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they

with the pole
Yea I got a mop stick, out it and pop it
Clean up the problems by offing your noggin
Niggas beefing, but we just want the profit
Now we

a demon i'll creep in
A holy blade in my possession, to his knee now he leakin'
The blood is seeping through his jeans he need to get up and clean it
But

I can't walk, I'm gonna creep
I'm still stepping, I'm still stepping, still stepping, still stepping, I'm still stepping
Scans came back clean, I'm

We can't click or clack, so when its beef we get it wrapped
Rather score like tit for tat then let them creep up every match
Rather see us on our

They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


*
Words sometimes

Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat

Dr. Dre

The Chronic [DualDisc]

1992

and the pushers, and the prostitutes
And then start all over again clean"
Nigga, is you crazy?

Once again
The mighty Death Row organization commitin' mass

Lick

Offset

Father of 4

2019

concrete, get rough (Street)
Niggas tryna creep, we eat, gun bust (Creep)
Think about my history, back of the bus (Who)
Fought for the rights, but we still

Let the moon creep in
All the good dreams'll fall down the feathers 
The web'll trap the bad
When the night smoke clears, fog disappears 
Melted by

by the weight of
(The sandman creeps, his sadness listens)
Anaesthesia
(The phantom weeps, the madman glistens)

Dream state
Hide there
Dark nights

Here I am perplexed
Like a aimless creep
You don't understand
The advice, I speak
You just do the same
Like a mindless sheep
Money in the bank but

body smooth like lotion
Freak it in slow motion
Zombie hypnosis
Haunting you at night
Creep on you, I might
Cut off your head
And hold it up to the light

a percentage in tha crime rate
Creep up with the Nina tuck, that's what I call a blind date
It's 5 in tha morning, and we ain't had no sleep
At tha trap,

that's 

Clean
Fresh from head to toe 
This is my glow 
Look at my sheen 
Cool like an exhale from Listerine 
Me at my team 
Are on the rise like doughnuts

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

Thats What I Said

Brotha Lynch Hung

Best of Lynch

get away clean wit the scene block 17
in my lap, as i creep away in da black catallic
'cause you know i got shit ta do (mutha fucka)
fake id 'cause i

nigga what?)
I proceed to listen
As they pressed me
To dis my position
Where's my intuition?

Chorus 1:
By the night niggas creep
Don't let strangers in

with you
We got that paper stacking whip clean ride swaggin 
All the haters passing we  gon keep it crackin
All day in every way

Me and I got seats for

I play for keeps
I know you want all designer sneaks
I know you be plotting on the creep
You asking for alot shawty please
Everything you do just know