Creed - Chester Watson

I see you just got the Marauder sig

This flow is dirt, reminiscent of how they slaughter pigs

Nasty, claim he in it for the craft

But the whole land know he only in it for the cash

So wicked, flip (?), and just last week

Dude was on the news, best villain since Mad V

Black slacks, Devillain tee, and some rad sneaks

Circa, Vallejo’s, maybe Vans, maybe Adis

Time’s running out, sit back, enjoy the last trees

Puff herbs, we collapse, relax, giving dabs, sweet

The bad part’s we do attack

Sweep villages, squadron hella militant, don’t ask me

The reasons cause I don’t really know 'em

Captain said just have fun before the show’s done

But I suggest you run down it if the road comes

Cause word around town is the shogun shows guns

And he don’t like you, word is you’re a spy who

Works undercover for the unknown side

With the ogre from the high boons, but do you spice food?

Cause blood is eye food, gouge out his eyes, goons

I’m just kidding

That was the last test and I guess you’ve been permitted, it’s rigid

But surely you can fit in, you’re still not promoted

You want it, gotta show it, didn’t roll it

Just know it’s only gas that you smoking with confidence

Never trust a soul and we always question optimists

This clan is the opposite of moral, so just follow the creed

Being mad ruthless gets you to the spot upon the steed and

From the jump, you know that what we do is grotesque

So if you got a problem, go and burn it with the Smoke Vet

Down to hell, where good deeds are in protest

Villain of the creed, yes siree, you just professed

Creed