ON DA CREEP

"MTM hit 'em with the heat!"

(Verse 1: Ouija Macc)

(Let's go!)

Hatchet soaked in gasoline and bitch I brought the flame (flame!)

Severed heads on fire when I make it swang (haa!)

Skating on them thangs out the window I'm let it hang

Chapter Seventeen say that motherfuckin' shit again

(CHAPTER SEVENTEEN)

And my clique strong bitch

Clockin' touchdowns, dancing in the end zone bitch (yeah!) (yeah!)

Hol' up! Ooh!

I just nutted on some tits

Fucking dummy should've never let a Juggalo get rich

(yeah!) (yeah!)

The insomniac psychopatchet call me that

Matter fact don't call me bitch I'm whippin' up that fuckin' pacc (whip!)

(Sinizter)

I'm turning nothing into something hostile day and night

(?) no reply

(?) scyte on my hatchetmane

I stay OP I'm on the creep I'm always peeping game

That's why I stay away from all these motherfucking names (fuck 'em!)

See me and Ouija drinking acid bitch we taking names

(Verse 2: Ouija Macc)

Names getting written down (yuh!)

Bitch you trippin' now

I should've known better than ever to think you were fuckin' around with a wicked clown

Juugin' off the meter now

Sinizter ready to beat 'em down

Hatchet swang once and got three bitches leaking out (leakin' out) (yuh!)

And you asked for it bitch at a red light brains on your dashboard bitch (ooh! ooh!)

Got a shotty in my Jansport bitch

Leave you drippin' off the wall in the Vans store bitch (yeah! yeah!)

Hol' up! Ooh!

Juggalo and never switch

That 11 with the 6 luminescent lunatic

(Sinizter)

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