TI Ft. Eminem & Kanye West - Creatures Lie Here [DJ Breezy] | Текст песни

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• TI Ft. Eminem & Kanye West
• Creatures Lie Here [DJ Breezy]

Chorus:
Monster how should i feel,
Creatures lie here
(Grand hustle homie)
Lookin through the window,
Monster how should i feel,
Creatures lie here
Lookin through the window
TI:
Went from the King of the South to the King of the States
Ridin in a car you probably never seen in the states
No idea how much yay I can bring in the states
Hey you can get a hundred on 'em for a million today
Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day
But it's a American gangsta right here in your face
And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with a K
You think you runnin up and robbin, that ain't even the case
And just because you get away, that don't mean it's okay
You a dead man walkin and I mean it, okay?
Gon' take that other couple mil' and put it back in the safe
Five cash for the crib on the back of the lake
I'm up in Crucial two-steppin with the gat in the waist
T.I. ain't in the street no mo', fo'-fo', is that what they say?
Don't even try him when you see him boy you have to be great
Cause this pistol hit you in your face, your teeth they'll have to replace

[Chorus]

KANYE:
They say your attitude determines your latitude
I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate But can't - because you love what I make Now ain't - that about a bitch
That Imma talk shit until I'm out of hits They don't want to turn they speakers up they claim I ain't deep enough
All that talkin' I feed off of - keep it up
I'm relaxin' my feet is up -
I'm leavin' you haters
Like when Shaq left the Lakers
just to "Heat" it up
I state the stats to stunt -
I don't need to front
There black history e'ry day - I don't need a month
The survey says - by the streets according Kanye's just important as Michael Jordan Was to the NBA when he was scorin'
Ralph Lauren was borin' before I wore him and..

[Chorus]

Eminem:
Schizophrenia, how many of ya got it?
How many motherfuckers can say they psychotic?
How many motherfuckers can say they brain dry-rotted from pot?
You got it like I got it or not?
If you did, you would know just what I'm talkin bout
When your tongue's rottin out from cotton-mouth
When you end up becomin so dependent on weed
That you end up spendin a g in the vendin machine
You got the munchies, look at you, junk food junkie
Potato chips and lunch meat, up in the front seat
Sometimes you can get so paranoid from ganja
That's it gotcha thinkin the whole world is watchin ya
Or maybe you don't smoke, maybe you just roll
But whatever your drug's yo, go for the gusto
Just don't, come fuck with me when I'm doin my drugs
You see me in the club don't come fuckin my high up

[Chorus]

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