Lyrics

2 Cigarillo Blunt Raps (Slow burning) Smoking with Snoop.

Stay on my grind my hustle stay committed, independent. Stay with it yo!
Lil Creepy 1
Rap for the Pera
Not trippping much on the fun.
Unless I'm collecting my funds

I have fun when I’m clowning the next 1 or tearing into their asshole like a drill sergeant to a newbie wet behind the ears slapping them backwards and shoving a boot up in their rear,

I’m coming through so stay clear, like an over sized hauler I’m an Emcee Mauler, eating weak pussies on the mic like a porn star dyke,

I say some sh*t that’ll get ya! “Psyched.”

And a don’t know? Thrown off, along with the authorities.

I’m an O.G. out of these streets dues paid to the game and seniority,

I represent the under representation of Filipino minorities from the 805 keeping our Pride starting from nothing and having dignity, honor in our eyes, look straight into mine.

Chewing up phony Flips like Wrigley’s chewing gum sticks

And from the last verse I’ll spit you out like the last dude on the mic that try to write and say some fake sh*t?

Foul, like when I sit on the ceramic thrown and take a sh*t.

And then I flush it.

With a royal hand and got dealt a sh*tty?
Deep16,

Professor of Put up your Dukes University.
South Side of these Streets.

Never put trust in a b*tch and make a hoes money my only priority.

They knew me as Abyss16 or Deep16’s

Now I’m Lil Creepy 1.

Rapping for an earning and clowning weak Emcee’s
In the Matrix like Neo bending over backwards to get my pay dodging these haters, critics and naysayers.

The peoples going to pay for whats good?

And Lil Creepy 1 does as he should.

Stay to my lonely and write a Crime Novel or come up with some Deep 16’s
Or Organize some Chaos.

You know the deal

I do this for my ends to make my ends meet. And at the end of the they I say some sh*t that will make you think.

Or make you laugh till you weak.

I need to get on my hustle and listen to that dude got me tripping on how rude and outrageous

Going viral like the word contagious branded, copyrighted and published.

Got me tickled like wet pink to think I’m making money in my sleep.

Biatch