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Sean Patrick Delaney
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Sean Patrick Delaney
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Sean Patrick Delaney
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Lyrics
Creep through at a low speed, I'm back with the anthem
Shorty all over the kid, cause he tall and handsome
And some, holding competition for ransom
So much passion, all the haters harass him
That's why I pass them, when the light turns green
Like Bruce Banner, show me manners, or I'm bound to turn mean
Your sound is obscene, why you putting that out
You a creep on this beat, you need to cut this shit out
I guarantee, you ain't even what you claiming you bout
And I can tell by the way that you're scream and you shout
You have no idea, and I have no doubt
You'll be gone within the year, cause you carry no clout
Walk around, dream about it, with your head in the clouds
Alive on the stage, but you're dead to the crowds
No substance, your friends must be proud
Get the fuck out of here, nobody's feeling your style
You're a creep. You're a creep. You're a fucking loser
What the hell are you doing here
You don't belong here. You don't belong here
You wanna have control, you need to wake up your soul
And set a goal, or find yourself trapped in a hole
So here we go, time to find your peace of mind and use it
Write some powerful lines from your heart, don't abuse it
Don't abuse what? Dumb fuck the music
Bars make a song, how the fuck you confuse it
Makes me wanna lose it, the talent's creeping away
It seems like you're half asleep with all the bullshit you say
And I don't get it, we used to be so committed
And talk about what we living and
Speaking wise so our children don't end up blind from the vision
We printing with our description of what we say in our rhythm
We fail them with what we're spitting
Proof, read your flow, is that really what you written
I'm here to let you know you need to keep this shit hidden
Don't mean to be cold, but I'm saying good riddance
I'm just sick of you bro, your whole flow got me livid
You're a creep. You're a fucking loser
What a hell are you doing here
You don't belong here. Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah
You don't belong here
So run, run away
Run, run away
So run, run, run, run
Run
Your making me unhappy
You're making me sad
You think you're so fucking special
But you're not that special
You're just a creep
Just a fucking loser
What the hell are you doing here
You don't belong here
You don't belong here
Writer(s): Sean Patrick Delaney
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