Creep On Em

Lyrics

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar & (DJ Ill Will)] (Once again, Top Dawg E.N.T Compton, stand the fuck up BO, K-Dot I see you) Drop 40 for the Glock 40, that's a hood disc cop That's an accessory gun, sesame seed buns for the beef y'all brung, y'all done fucked up Fuck with the wrong fuckup, I been a nut since, pops fucked moms Fucked up in the head, I'm living but I'm braindead Life goes on, and you don't need a psychic in order to read my palm Niggas will get you first where I'm from [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] That's why I creep on em I creep on em I creep on em I creep on em Niggas play cold, put the heat on em Make the temperature reach the highest peak on em [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] I said you don't need a psychic in order to read my palm You know what's in it, nigga, don't play stupid, you seen lifе's ending, nigga You seen LA movies beforе Pull up, pump out that red Honda door What's up? Fuck nigga, I'm much quicker, on my toes like steroids through Marrion Jones's bones For the camera, hammers, human Home Depot, not your car, rather, get your soul repo'd Backflip, tummy tuck, body fold, when I hit em up Shotty clog up arteries, part of me, but You've gotta feel lost on me, bullets, burn, oh so awfully And it's your turn, to feel the fabric of a body bag 357 kick back, that's karate class Get back, black ski mask, black gloves Let the burner spill on you, no "my bad"s, when [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I creep on em (Creep on em) I creep on em (Creep on em) I creep on em (Creep on em) I creep on em (Creep on em) Nigga play cold, put the heat on em Make the temperature reach the highest peak on em Homie, don't let me make the grim reaper breathe on em (Breathe on em) Leave on em (Leave on em) Gunpowder (Gunpowder) Wet em up (Creep on em) No shower (Creep on em) One hour (Creep on em) You'll be dead (You'll be dead) [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Hit the chest, hit the neck, hit the head Taking off half his head, taking off, speeding off, sidewalks Code red, 187 said "hello", "goodbye" Uh oh, I tried, to tell em hard heads take soft naps, dead on arrival That mean he had ambulance music to ride to I ride to, 'Me Against the World', Makaveli Got a chicken head, she my baby girl named Desi Eagle, regal, pull up, pop out, circle round the block just to make the sequel But this ain't a west crave flick Where I'm from, scary movies don't exist Compton, kill shit, die fast Hit the steering wheel, make the car crash Hit the light pole, black out the whole damn ave I black out 3 K's, make the trunk drag Dump fast like a quick shit, no shit [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I creep on em (Creep on em) I creep on em (Creep on em) I creep on em (Creep on em) I creep on em (Creep on em) Nigga play cold, put the heat on em Make the temperature reach the highest peak on em Homie, don't let me make the grim reaper breathe on em (Breathe on em) Leave on em (Leave on em) Gunpowder (Gunpowder) Wet em up (Creep on em) No shower (Creep on em) One hour (Creep on em) You'll be dead (You'll be dead) [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Sorry father, I gotta bother some of your children Some of your children gossip, too much, that's a problem Chew up any beef, aim it at any collars, homie we play for keeps Rifles coming with silencers, green army fatigue War general, nigga, see the patch on my sleeve See the stripe on my heart, been a pro from the start I could hit my target eyes closed in the dark You don't want no argument, park Your bad mouth 'fore I steal the car Cussing me out might get your life took, boy Look boy, better be Bruce Leroy, we seek & destroy with the vengeance, depending On your sincerity, my, moment of clarity may be terminated But your plea better be good or your moms might be devastated Put 3 inside his hood, he was transmission slipping when I [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I creep on em (Creep on em) I creep on em (Creep on em) I creep on em (Creep on em) I creep on em (Creep on em) Nigga play cold, put the heat on em Make the temperature reach the highest peak on em Homie, don't let me make the grim reaper breathe on em (Breathe on em) Leave on em (Leave on em) Gunpowder (Gunpowder) Wet em up (Creep on em) No shower (Creep on em) One hour (Creep on em) You'll be dead (You'll be dead) [Outro: Kendrick Lamar] Mhm, mhm Yep, I know You, you liked that shit Yeah, I'm looking at your face right now, uh huh I know, yeah, K-- yeah, K-Dot, mhm Top Dawg, matter of fact, the kick should come in right here, look look Ooh, look at your face, look at yo