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the alchemist - the midnight creep lyrics

[havoc]
i give ’em to ’em gutter, straight gutter
ain’t no other way to spit it, my nizzy, just fall easy
n-ggas want a peace treaty, wanna bring the calm
but when it’s on, ain’t a thing that can stop the pound
tear a fella a -ss, a new -ss at that
glad to clap, never that, we had to clap
n-gga do it to they self, when they force the hand
make me blast, how you trynna play me man
like n-ggas over here, don’t get down for theirs
i need some man time, who got the f-ckin’ jack in here
where, ever i leave, my head’s my home
and if possible, always take my gat where i roam
these slugs’ll take the b-ss outta n-ggas voice quick
but, once we gangsta, now moist the sh-t
scramble, he hit, how you like the scenery b-tch
keep ya eyes on my hands, f-ck who you seeing me with

[chorus 2x: havoc]
yo, i don’t know you, you don’t know me
just mind your own business, everything’ll be sweet
we don’t talk over here, we just speak with the heat
you don’t wanna see a n-gga, on that midnight creep

[twin gambino]
and that chains over here, i’m just still bustin’ my gun
still rippin’ on your shorties, wildin’ out with my dunns
on the grind, don’t do nothing dumb, just hold ya head
cuz the rest of my soldiers, stressed out in jail
with on bail, facing the rest of they life
we got to get it right and keep it tight, and stay on the low
for them -ssh0l-s, clockin’ our dough, love when i flow
keep doing that sh-t, they gots to go
infamous mobb gots to blow, pounds of dro’
makin’ all the shorties, gettin’ down on the floor
from that murda muzik sh-t, that’ll make ya flip
and dump a clip, in a n-gga that be talkin’ sh-t
we think sick, check the credits, we get busy
and grimey, and gritty, when we livin’ in the city
it’s haters, traders, fake -ss playas
come to qbc, and n0body could save ya

[chorus 2x]

[havoc]
of course we keep it gangsta, straight gangsta
n-ggas know it, i don’t have to prove it, or show it
the gun bark, and the bite is a m-th-, a k!lla
a playa, lay it down, a four pounder
the calm downer, when n-ggas act a little too active
smack kids into next week, little b-st-rds
ya’ll cats think i’m playin’ with this rap sh-t
i’m here to take it to the top, you f-ckin’ f-ggots

[chorus 2x]

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