Creepin Thru The Dark lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, we've come to the end homies and homettes
Shout out to those, who came in f*ckin' with me
That's real
It's been a long road homie
And we still, hahaha, yeah
I wunna give a shoutout to Brainsick Muzik for allowing me to do my sh*t, yeah
And that's....n*gga I see you on that muthaf*cka tryna smoke all the weed homie, put that sh*t out n*gga
Heehhhahahaha, Brain!

[Hook]
Creepin' through the night
Creepin' through the night with flags up on our face
Lurkin' through the night (with what) heater on my side 'cause n*ggas get blown away

[Intro 2]
And I hope you muthaf*ckas enjoyed this sh*t
Now let it marinate, gangsta
Take this time to fire one up while you muthaf*ckas marinate on this
Watch this sh*t come back like this, Brain

[Hook]

This that sh*t you put on when you in that mood, real n*ggas know
And that's real
To bits, to bits
n*gga that's night time sh*t, that's night time sh*t
West coast
This that sh*t
It's that sh*t
I leave this muthaf*ckin ridin' like this the whole album homie
Hehehehe
Brain
Homie this the one, my blunt is only halfway done
Come along, with me
[Hook]

Yea dat the OE is back and we gon' keep it gangsta, n*gga!
Twisted Insane, remember that name...

[Outro]
Come back here with me, I got a surprise for you
What's up n*gga?
How you holdin' up back here muthaf*cka
Hmm? Huh? Watch this
Huh, huh, HUH!?
We gon' take you somewhere real nice
Sit tight
Let's get out of here

*Minute of silence*

[Chorus X2: Redro Killson]
[This room ain't never for a sermon?], yeah
Some nights, some like it wet, yeah
You wanna be divine, understand the sum ain't yours, only 27 minutes left, yeah

[Verse 1: Redro Killson]
[?] [call back?]
I can pay you to blow, see these white b*tches think they all that, yeah
[Gave em all my seed?], she only gave one back
Whitney Houston in the bathtub, Clive Davis [pulled the f*ckin plug?]
Try to join the 27 club
[Go bring me?] my cocaine
[Amy told me do the?] damn thing
[See me pullin on my heart's chains?], yeah
Rudy Lewis [ say came to do right from his?] overdose, yeah
PCP on my lips, tryna smoke the f*ckin [Holy Ghost?]
[Why it ain't up to me?] [?] f*ckin [no?]
Stuck in this water, I'm Brian Jones
Now my dad is a Rollin Stone, all I got is this hole in my nose, [I mean?] hole in my heart [came for me in bed, I love you?] more than f*ckin cane
As long as I give you my pain, I pray that [this room ain't never?] for a sermon, yeah
[Chorus X2]

[Verse 2: Twisted Insane]
Come on, 27 seconds [it could be a Ruger, find em and the ho done shot em?], n*gga never had a chance to live a dream
It was taken from me, [now must take a break?] and I'm lookin at my body, thinkin to myself I coulda gon on bigger things
Now I'm on the road up in the Hell, I'm feelin like I'm caught up
In a [f*ckin spell, n'?] doin it real with Jimi Hendrix
Fillin my family up with the pain, Twisted Insane, Kurt Cobain, Gary Thain, can I get a witness?
In 27 minutes, I be in the coffin, ready to be lowered down
It could be a murder, suicide, or overdose to put me in the ground, 27 rounds hit me when I wasn't lookin', but it really doesn't matter now
Shoulda got my body [drug em?] in the body bag [and they all runnin, oh just sow?], blood KA-PLOW
Wait by the gate, feelin like I'm in the Matrix
Feel like Imma na' get 27, I don't give a sh*t 'bout what the date is, as long as when a n*gga go, I know I show much greatness, hence they will talk about a muhf*cka like ([woah?] was the greatest)
Janis, [?] [drop to?] [?] [chop shop with?] [Mr. Morrison?]
[?] but I was faded, [jump right off a'?] topic
Take a dab, [?] with the homie and I'm f*ckin lit up like a rocket, I shoulda listened to my daddy when he told me, "muthaf*cka betta' stop it."
27 [b*tches?], later I was on a good one
Turn the [music and the party down?] like a [high blood?]
(Who got that n*gga?)
The 27 club [could dare?], some drown, some overdose, some had to choke, hand in the coat
(Who shot that n*gga?)
b*tch I'm 27 years ahead of you, ahead of you
Nothin' but dark days in a n*gga past
[But then?] [?] a n*gga [thought incredible?], 27 more miles left, how long will you last?
Follow the bright light when you dreamin
Hope you have a safe night while you leanin
Betta yet a safe flight fo' this evening
[Gaged?] by how many days, [yet a n*gga?] lived through
27, I don't wanna go, I rather hop [?] in the igloo with 27 b*tches [?] 27 pitbulls and thinkin Imma die, I'm talkin [?] kid you
n*gga this that sh*t fool, [to get a muhf*cka?] [that could use?] your brain like Insane, blood on wasted
But y'all don't wanna get took off this Earth 'for you taste it
I could be about to die, 27 years 'for you say sh*t, brain
[Outro]
27
It's an unexplained statistic that's become both Rock and Roll myth and legend
I want to show people that I will last past 27
And they were unstable people with personality disorders
In a sense, we should thank the parents of the 27

[Chorus]

[Outro Continued]
Do you have any thoughts on, on why hard drugs and rock stars are, have become synonymous, I mean Billie Holidays and like whatever they went, they went through, I mean if I were them I suppose I would take anything that was available
(Understand the sum ain't yours, only 27 minutes left, yeah)
But uh, is it in any way a way of emulating those other people who...
Just wanna get high... I mean basically it starts with people who just wanna get high