Chino XL Lyrics: Kreep Lyrics

Chino XL - Kreep

I'm a kreep I'm a loser

You're so very special I wish I was special

But I'm a kreep I'm a loser

I wish I was special I wish I was special

But I'm a kreep

What the hell made you think the sun rose and set in your ass?

Fast I remove you from my itinerary

I tense you worry and exaggerate

becoming jealous at the drop of a dime wanting to kill all womankind

You are a perfect ten with the perfect tan goddess

Who could sell Evian to a drowning man, honest

Trying to stay sane walking that tight rope

I'm throwing you off the deep end you better pray shit floats

You gave me chills to your mind when Beverly Hills

make cleverly deals, and now you think you Brooke Shields

Hated my foes, now you one of they one a day hoes

Used to search my ass straight for weed I smoked some days before

I'm crazy yo forever goin farther than just screwin em

Making me feel like Joseph and Mary's hoein in Jerusalem

Abusin em is how they wanna be treated they nosy too

Should I just slap em like Scherazade told me to

You just a tease and you play like I'm not in your league

Capturing my mind claiming I'm your biggest fantasy

I'm unattachin, what think you can spies me

If I couldn't hear your words and only judge you by your actions

Your love is sorcery, drowning in emotion poisoning me

unfortunately your memory is haunting me

I'm feeling pains, that I can't even describe

But if I have to bitch you fuckin buried me alive

Your love counterattacks, unrealistic terroristic acts

Like the Oklahoma Federal Building I collapse

I want her back, but I know that I can't force her

Thinkin bout takin my own life like Marlon Brando's daughter

I'm a kreep, I'm a loser

You're so very special, I wish I was special

But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser

You're so very special, I wish I was special

But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser

You're so very special, I wish I was special

But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser

I wish I was special, I wish I was special

But I'm a kreep

I'm back in town, stoppin it, makin perogative home

She too far gone, provactive as Sharon Stone

I'm feeling crucified by the very nails I

Made and drove into myself, passed to the next guy

Phones ringin in the middle of the night (Who's that? Nobody?)

Your whole game is getting mad sloppy

Meanwhile in my hotel lobby my hobby is removing groupies off my body

It's getting cloudy, smoggy, visibility low, foggy

Four and a half years, I screwed up once

But this ain't your first time, don't be a dummy

You got champagne tastes with fuckin beer money

Fearing bummy we had ups and downs but managed

Now the going gets rough, look how you vanished

It proves that life is a comedian like Martin Short

You standin next to me I wanna file a missing child report

To find the girl we'd always planned we'd run away to

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