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Welcome to the creep show, street show, freak show, peep show

anything goes strippers and live shows

It's the creep show, street show, freak show, peep show

exctasy, hydro, and good blow

It's the creep show, street show, freak show, peep show

hoes strip, where pimps and hoes do strolls

It's the creep show, street show, freak show, peep show

Where hustlas collect rocks and straight rolls

[Verse 1: Killer MIke]

Welcome home motherfuckers your back again

into the den of inequity the life of sin

Where after the after party and the hotel lobbies

probably find me drunk off Bacardi in a swank hotel

an aspiring actress

Trying to push her back through a thousand dollar mattress

In Chicago a couple of bottles, couple of models, stolen Diablos

Fast and furious going full throttle

post club function, pills get swallowed

Ladies get loose and so do bra staps

power, money, and sex drive good raps

Freaks emerge in a twilight with party pack

of hydros alchohol blurred eye sight

From dusk til dawn is when vampires roam

pro athletes trick and don't go home

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[Verse 2: Killer Mike]

Riding with my nigga Big Boi you don't sleep

even partied with Diddy up in NYC

Got drunk, rubbed titties of Dominican freaks

every night bachelor party in the boom boom room

On trees get burned or liquor consumed

you ain't really seen a color till you seen it on shrooms

Lipstick on the pale of my Pelle Pele

spot hotter than fish scales cooked in coked ale

Vampire party and we gets it down

in the undergrounds underground

Underground in club commer's basement

ladies and low lifes do get wasted

So high you can't hear the music but you feel it when the bass hits

the atmosphere like the first year

Freak bass hit everybodys heart goes fast

rolling Mitsubishi's shakin' that ass

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[Verse 3: Bizzare]

Got twenties on the Escort, bitch park my shit

It's Bizzare from D12 in this bitch (yeah)

and wich nigga want to fight (what!)

I'm the club with Suge Knight, Ike, and Killer Mike (how does it feel)

Fat dick for all my enemies

caught a disease fucking Roy and Jazzie T (a ha ha)

My girlfriends a fucking fool

when she turned her back

I'm making out with her mother like I'm in high school (shhh)

And I don't sale crack to my African brothers

I sell it to they mothers and they ex-lovers (that's true)

So go ahead bitch pop the X

so I can work your neck in the back of my Vett (ahh!)

Red bones, I hate 'em no question

I like fat bitches with bladder infections (ughh)

Bizzare get down from strokers to Magic City

It's the creep show, show your nasty titties

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