Creepin by K. Stone Lyrics
[Hook]
Paranoia, Creepin'
Paranoia Pa-Pa-Pa-Paranoia
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
[Verse 1]
Feelin' like two face in my new place
Like the mariner with' the fools chain
Life ain't a cool game that's for sure
Put my trust in 'em but the cats roar ain't pure
It's soundin' more like some slitherin' shit
They ac' all friendly but they're a witherin' bitch
Greet me with a smile and knife behind their back
Meet me at the Nile and see my peace of mind crack
Cuz i know they ain't no trues, it ain't no news
That if they see your back exposed man they can't refuse
They're just waitin' to strike I can feel it
Can't shake the feelin', they 'bout to take the deal and seal it
Any day now it's comin' I'm sure
I keep lookin' over my shoulder waitin' for the impure
They just seem off from one word that's blurred
Are they really after me or am I being absurd
[Hook]
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
[Verse 2]
I keep on rewindin' to every occasion
Solve for x in this weary equation
But i fall for my own eerie persuasion
And come to conclusions with no theory's citation
But if it ain't like that why do I feel like it
Cuz I don't want to but I really feel like shit
Feelings are coloring what's playin' in my brain
Overthinkin' everything just to do it again
And again it just keeps going on what can you do
When you feel like your own folks is out to get you
When your mind is playin' tricks, I still see him
Standin' on the corners, just look at his grin
Any day now he's comin' I'm sure
I keep lookin' over my shoulder cuz I can hear his lure
He keeps starrin' through the window even though it's blurred
He's an omen and I'm nothin' but a caged bird
[Hook]
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia, Creepin'
Paranoia Pa-Pa-Pa-Paranoia
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
[Verse 1]
Feelin' like two face in my new place
Like the mariner with' the fools chain
Life ain't a cool game that's for sure
Put my trust in 'em but the cats roar ain't pure
It's soundin' more like some slitherin' shit
They ac' all friendly but they're a witherin' bitch
Greet me with a smile and knife behind their back
Meet me at the Nile and see my peace of mind crack
Cuz i know they ain't no trues, it ain't no news
That if they see your back exposed man they can't refuse
They're just waitin' to strike I can feel it
Can't shake the feelin', they 'bout to take the deal and seal it
Any day now it's comin' I'm sure
I keep lookin' over my shoulder waitin' for the impure
They just seem off from one word that's blurred
Are they really after me or am I being absurd
[Hook]
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
[Verse 2]
I keep on rewindin' to every occasion
Solve for x in this weary equation
But i fall for my own eerie persuasion
And come to conclusions with no theory's citation
But if it ain't like that why do I feel like it
Cuz I don't want to but I really feel like shit
Feelings are coloring what's playin' in my brain
Overthinkin' everything just to do it again
And again it just keeps going on what can you do
When you feel like your own folks is out to get you
When your mind is playin' tricks, I still see him
Standin' on the corners, just look at his grin
Any day now he's comin' I'm sure
I keep lookin' over my shoulder cuz I can hear his lure
He keeps starrin' through the window even though it's blurred
He's an omen and I'm nothin' but a caged bird
[Hook]
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it
Paranoia Creepin' Creepin' C-C-Creepin'
So I guess I gotta, gotta word it