Sensei - Creek Shit lyrics

Still the ugly nigga but
The flow's gotten better
Hotter than a cotton sweater on
A dyke rockin leather
When I drop the lever the
Rhymes pop in clever
Multisyllable chunks that I plot wherever
Best rhymer in a 90 mile radius
I sleep with my old baby gifts
To maintain child age and shit
Displayed a gift early but delayed the shit
Just using it as a way to get
Out the fucking creek but I ain't makin' it

Can't make it out the creek so
I'm blazing pounds of weed
These crazy sounding dreams have me
Waking 'round like three
Can't make it out the creek so
I'm blazing pounds of weed
These crazy sounding dreams have me
Waking 'round like three

The creek life is fuckin' apocalyptic
I'm duckin' a shot with quickness
Expectin' a Glock for Christmas
Brains rot from sickness
Plagues drop the victims
Niggas in the struggle invade
Shops for chicken
People dying in the street
Niggas lying at ya feet
Drug dealers at the park supply
Ya with the heat
Good luck finding shit to eat
Surviving in the creek is
Unlikely for the weak