Creepin’ Evenin’ Blues

Intro (4 bars instrumental) Low slide guitar. Brushes on snare. Hum under line: “All I sees a bitch…” Verse 1 (12 bars) I’ma keep on creepin’. You bitches better believe it. While you out here sleepin’, I’m workin’ in the evenin’. Steady makin’ moves, but the money don’t come easy. I don’t worship money, but my pockets feelin’ bulimic. Posted at ya crib with ya baby mama, prolly talkin’ shit. Just another day in the life—what it’s like to be a bitch. Work, work, to be a bitch. Work, work, not to be a bitch. Work between the two positions—see you switch. All I sees a bitch. All I sees a bitch. Chorus (8 bars) — chant, call & response All I sees a bitch. (I said) All I sees a bitch. All I sees a bitch. (Lord) All I sees a bitch. Get me an IV, fifty ccs of lean — you know how I do. Write my name on a tomb — in light of my doom, it’s time to resume. Verse 2 (12 bars) “C’mon, just take me a picture,” (crrt) Mighty you alright? “Goddamn, we’re losin’ him” — pour that sip into the night. I’m posted where the stories start and end. Bitch move less or get smacked with a fist full of pistol — I don’t kid when I want you rid. You sleep on streets, I sleep on plans; I rise when night falls. I grind when the city hushes, let my shadow do the calls. Ain’t no worship — just survival in this script. Pocket low, head high, and my patience gettin’ ripped. All I sees a bitch. (HAA) All I sees a bitch. (HAA) Keep your lips closed, count your losses, count your switch. I’m the shadow at your window, the hush behind your light. I’ma keep on creepin’ through your sleepless night. Solo / Break (8 bars) Slide guitar m**n, harmonica answer. Keep dynamics low then build. Bridge (spoken, half-time) You want mercy? You want peace? You got the wrong man. I ain’t here to preach — I came to plan. Work the night, chase the green, bleed the dream — repeat again. Final Chorus (repeat x2, louder) All I sees a bitch. All I sees a bitch. All I sees a bitch. All I sees a bitch. Get me an IV, fifty ccs of lean — you know how I do. Write my name on a tomb — in light of my doom, it’s time to resume. Outro (4 bars, fade) Soft guitar, whispered: “I’ma keep on creepin’… all I sees a bitch.” Fade on a single minor chord.