Deep Into the Woods

[Chorus]
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods

[Verse 1: Lil Grimm]
Late at night, I'm spooked, I stay quiet talkin' to the Djinns
Evil spirits disguised as me, I'm wanted for my evil sins
Creep in the light, yes, I'm lickin' bud, I'm seated, dog
Westwood Street, where I be, where them niggas born hard
Lurkin' to the other side, the lake is where I gotta lay
Stay, on my hustle, clockin' cheese, but I'm in a daze
For a busta sucka that betrayin' on my damn style
Killer put 'em in my path, leave they bodies smellin' foul
Put them niggas through my torture, yes, them voices in my head
Bustas feel my fuckin' lead, "Damn, my weakness" what they said
Prowl through my hood, I'm the Reaper dressed like Robin Hood
Keep on talkin' babbage shit, into the fittest of the woods

[Chorus]
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods

[Verse 2: Sweet Talk]
My hood has got me evil, I can't even begin' to tell you why
I'm drinkin' on them 40s, and the shawty's with my nigga Thai
We smokin' so much dope, I caught them chokin', shit got outta hand
Anna with some niggas, cocked my shit, and tried to do 'em in
Hangin' out the window, Westwood nigga, mothafuckin' thug
Introduce you to the TEC's and clips, that's filled with 30 slugs
They hangin' 'round that lake, I guess it's great, so late at night, I creep
Catch you bitches slippin', Devil worshippers commencin' me
I'm dancin' with my TEC, and screamin' "Busta niggas, lay it down!"
Cold hearted killa on the sn'izz'ow with a fuckin' frown
I won't let that shit go, that's how it go, I keep it real, you see
Sweet Talk buckin' at you, ho, forever, you my enemy

[Chorus]
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods

[Verse 3: Marco The Don]
I got a chrome body dropper, helicopters in my neighborhood
Lookin' for a murderer, who roam the streets of Westwood
Quickly ditch my nina in the bushes where I know it's hid
Wait until the coast is clear, and grab my weapon quick, you dig?
Run around the corner, I see Sweet Talk with a 40 pack
So I take a line or two to get my puzzled mind back
Tell my niggas situation, what's goin' on, is that on end
So we grab our chromes, you know it's on
We go and and rob the trend
Tellin' bustas "lay it down, don't make these bullets burn, you trick"
But one boy got out of hand, I popped six slugs up in that bitch
I left the track in misery, remember me, I'm from the Woods
Stangin' like a bumblebee, to make my business understood

[Chorus]
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Deep into the woods (Westwood that is)

[Outro]
Deep into the woods (Creep, when we creep)
Deep into the woods (Creep, when we creep)
Deep into the woods (Creep, when we creep)
Creep into the woods (Creep, when we creep)
Creep into the woods (Creep, when we creep)
Creep into the woods
(Creep, when we creep, when we roll 50 deep)
Creep into the woods (Westwood that is)
Creep into the woods
Creep into the woods
Deep into the woods
Bitch