You played yourself You played yourself Look at them run and strain Counting my change They take aim I be game I shoot to kill They played themselves For trying to take my only dolla bill Im scroungin up pennies and bottles Da GOB played my pockets feels way But that's okay 'cause im sceaming But suckas playing they sell this is the season For me to play the head hunta Hunting heads for all the too big punks That wanna my mental instead I just go running and just ignore that I got two months to live Fofor messing and trying to be Dis or dat now watch my back Because they might try to jack Fellas I thought was cool Now they tring to swing the axe And put my 6ft under ground But Im already under ground With my terrifing sound So step back yo if you value yo health Ya played yo self You played yourself
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Niggas die everyday So I give a fuck Bad luck Too bad your fucking homie got stuck he was a mark Punk ass nigga, what you wanna do Try your luck and you'll sing a dead man's groove So smooth that it makes you want to slit your wrists From listenin to all that wacked ass bullshit The groove is potent so you might wanna take a hit Or kickity kick back and listen to the funky shit That we kick 'cause the cult is on a roll And when we stop it, we leavin' with yo' soul killin' nigga's like a pro 'cause i ain't a hoe on the raezel i packs the mad roll
Nigga's can't fuck wit tha real shit hell naw, keep yo' fuckin ears open listen for hell's call E-X-P the motha fuckin' grave digga Wig splitta Holla holla holla fuck ya figure Whatz ya pleasure, I like pain Pain's my game, I'm insane Call me deranged, it's all the same
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Justice System...Is there Justice in the system? Or is there just us in the system??
They love to drag your ass to court This is the arena for their sick sport They run for office and make more laws 100,000 reasons to further their cause We get charged we better watch out A system of fear what they make out Wither way it goes good or bad The attorneys get paid and they get fat Is there justice in a world gone crazy? Where its survival of the fat and lazy The less youve got theyve got you on your knees Youll cop pleas they get fees
Its all such a web of lies Its all such a web of lies Its all such a web of lies Its all such a web of lies Its all such a web of lies Attorneys are spiders and we are flies(4x)
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(Hektic) Who gives a fuck if you know my name Or what I'm all about I'm hittin that ass And then I'm out bitch No strings attached cause I don't need you Or nothen at all and incase you call And you can be fuck doll Its all a game as I mislead you to let me hit it And when I get thats it bitch Dont smell like fish bitch So many bitches So little time for me to hold Suckin my scrotum Dropin my load and I know em To my grave I take nothen I can truly use I light your fuse bright enough to Light up my groove Tonight I assume No good no sound makein Laying there dead, fuck bitch Then you know that I'm takin' I'll simply tuck my dick between your tits and pump in a like in a sex race The first place prize to cum all over Your pretty face A big disgrace My expectations Got me X-rated And I love the
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Nuthin in my mind but violent memories Oh shit how can it be Preminitions of me shootin heroine in my vain Call me insane Never knw what i did could be labeled As horror bitch suck my dick Memories did come to haunt my ass Like that time i slit my wrists with glass Blood scattered along the basement floor Drag my limp ass body to the door What the fuck i hear my little sister screamin Oh no where do i go Bloods pourin out my wrist like a faucet Losin my shit hopin ima make it Violent memories i see the pain in red Violent memories of dreams inside my head So was she a bad girl or was she not Daddy didnt stop couldnt stop and wouldnt stop Every night daddy search sara's bedroom Touching private parts came from the mommys womb Please she cries it hurts to look at the core Of these acts of violence sexual and more And in the morning sara washes
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Its about 7:30 and Mr. Bones is about to smoke Fidda ride by peep the crib i got no coat Legend has it that his shed is possessed marks on his chest Tied up as a devil blessed Unholy senctuary Killed him his wife and his daughter Mary Leavin visions of a blood stain and more Hope he doesnt have a flashback open the door To the passage of the men of whom i spoke Can you see the smoke thicken? I begin to choke Day dreaming is a fucked up thing you see Where the fuck is Bones? He's supposed to get me 8:00 on the dot out the door and in my ride Butcher knife on the dashboard inside Bloodstains on the backseat rollin In a cracked up car probably stolin But i don't know Because i left my mind in el segundo Rollin deep with a skeleton mask on my face About a halfhour late From pickin up Hektik But my car stalled shit fuck it 8:36 niggas at m
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( sol ) (i'm back again, let's all play r.o.c.'s away sol's in yo face) bustin' like glasses killin' by the masses still whuppin' asses raps is still tragic (when you close yo eyes, i'm gettin' closer your head you betta hold up 'cause sickles pop like toasters) suprise, open yo eyes and realize i'm back again still the same reign now with skrapz locked up in the spin trick 'r' treatin' daily man i need yo soul i will survive anniversaries here, 5 years ago i died like michael fuck myers like jordan i coast the same kids plus a few more throwin' rocks at my post but i remains there with unkle kreepy plottin' a plan to figure out how the fuck to take the world again world again ring around the black rose touch it it weeps tears keep my mentals roamin' through zones you couldn't reach, i'm home!!! chorus: the night that the killers kame home, why!?! strike those that doubt the power of house of krazees! the nigh
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Off I go, to get a mask for my fuckin' face The thirty first fills my heart with joy and pain Walk to the custom store to get a mask that fits Ain't this a bitch, it's closed, so I start to panic, shit
Look in the glass, Thats the mask I had a dream about A face of a man called the R.O.C. from the House Of Krazees A rap group, he's a fucking loser A psycho murdera Myth has it that he's still alive
I break the glass an alarm sounds, I'm quick to pick Up a fucking mask, I'm jettin' before they catch me with it The stolen goods, I had to have it, understand Walk around with a fucking mad man upon your face
A damn shame, he holds so much power As you can see, I wanna be him So I can really see what he sees I ducked into an ally quick as I can I shook the law with the long arm Lucky that I'm fast enough
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In the history of the human race Of all the inspirations for the separation of man from his true tribal culture Of all the inspirations for acts of violence from one man onto another, From one nation onto another, from one oppressor onto the oppressed. There is no more guilty party and inspiration than those books known As the holy bible the Koran and the bhagavad gita to spread separation of mankind.
The bible is bullshit, the bible is bullshit The bible is bullshit, the Koran is a lie, the bhagavad gita did not fall from the sky These are the books that were written by men. They've caused wars, now follow if you can,
They took away our love and gave us fear Tried to make us hate the one who put us here Then they took our sacred songs and made them wrong Then they took away our prayers and gave us theirs
You've just slipped into reality where guns crash And drug raids is an everyday thing when the nuts hang They don't even got a name fame dont mean nothin' Only the cash flow it ain't black or white it's called rich or poor Now you know me the R.O.C. my name never commited a crime Try to walk the strait path intertwine while whatchin my homies go down Slain in the city streets meetin they makers while my face frowns Pull they gats out fast now my time has passed At the funeral my aunt told me i could cry at last I lashed out with tears huggin and kissin Riddle me this riddle me that why im still livin These years fo life advice to the youth When they dont even see all the hurses that people be goin through They say it aint about wrong or right or how could you fight As long as the pistols in sight and the moneys tight But all in all they think like that they dont fall Product
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destroyin' yo existence it's the season to be persistant my nigga needed assistance i was there in an instant the plot thickens in every track that we lay down systematic i'm bringin' static with my thunderous sounds get down, while i be wreckin' with the highest of stunts and to the suckaz that hate us like hawaiian i punch ain't no replacement to the prior residence of my home i'm the skrapz and for years i been spittin' alone smashin' pumpkins on stage in a rage a machine devilish fiends, wreckin' the detroit scene kickin' ass leavin stars on yo head from my converse chuck taylors size 10 and it hurts disperse the nonsense and fuck reminisn' premeditatin' a murder while y'all is out dissin' supportin' all the anger contaminatin' my veins my heart pulse beats to the drum and it's strange! sol: no time to emphathize the reversal of rolls begins master pumpkin patcher back again identify yourself or be execute
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You Dont Really Know Much About Halloween (x3) Happy Halloween... (Hektik) Hallow's eve Just another phrase for Devil's nite Mass murdering bitches by the street light Everybody thinks that candy's to be recieved Little do they know it's the nite of the witch's eve Open his book, turning the pages of his bloody script Hang me, strangle me, but don't bullshit The time has come for the House to now prepare To give this whole motherfucker a bloody scare Swinging the bloody battle axe, wake the dead Let em all know the eve is coming, all is said I've misread the tombstones my transfer Searching for life's questions fuck the answers No escape, no chance to leave Letting hell break loose on Hallow's eve Happy Halloween You Dont Really Know Much About Halloween Happy Halloween... (R.O.C.) Somebody tell em, I've lost my fuckin mind There's nowhere to go A different style, a different place, a different niggero Ill tak
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Bring ya down like Im a needle in a hay stack Tricks or Treat Return Im the funky ass Stinks from dead bodies Yo we party until our heads smash My nuts still hurt From Saggin and Draggin Laggin in the race Yo chase ended crashin Trigger to my house Go left To my bedroom Suddenly hear the screams Singing from the cell Dooms the day you pray Because Im commin for yo throat Im gonna hold ya like you trying to hold me Yeah ya know A Madman madbam madtime to see ya Who peeked through the peep holes I Kill ya Blow up yo shit And ya sucka bitch Don't make a move And get da fuk out of da House of Krazees grove 'cause I be at like crack to you skull with my hand Piss on the sheet its the return of da madman Second shout of the madman so whatcha wanna do I come correct and choke ya now victum One
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Portrait Of A Killer The 1st suspect The mind of Jeffrey Dalmer entered the scene and caused drama Born in Milwaukee in 1960 As a child, studied much chemistry later on joined the army in '79 there at the base was 3 unsolved crimes Known to all as mass mutilation murders but to blame one of the soilders was unheard of Left the base in 1981 Headed home to Milwaukee for a little fun 5 years past, things are going pretty good Killed about seven kids in his neighborhood Not suspected of any type of crime Who woulda thought young Jeffrey was out of his mind? Four more men and boys were killed before One of the victims escaped out the back door Told the cops all the things that he'd seen That night, mister Dalmer was in custody Facing charges of murder, simple and plain Told his lawer that he was gonna pleed insane He knew everybody was out
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Dear Sgt Swine Pass me a pork chop Maybe a rookie cop So I can let my night chop Swing off another head Of a little pig Dance me a jig And smoke me a cig Sit back and calculate the math of the plan The little pigs don't stand a chance against the son of sand Mista Mista Bones with the chrome 20 second Pay heed to my lyrics listen as I reck it Giving you da four one one of the one nate seven Two Eleven Sending these pigs straight to heaven My terrifing rhymes leave a little pig shakin Buring up the officer damn I smell bacon But no faking Dis shit real Giving you the deal Pluggin cops with my steal Im da for real Spitting slang like a winna Lable me a muthafukin bloody pig skinna Call me a pig skinna I can't dig a pig Call me a pig skinna I can't dig a pig Call me a pig skinna I can't di
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Four little pigs Ima bout to peel ur cap To mutch talkin shit Got you shoved up in the back seet The time? TIme to make a ham sandwich Lil pig aint nothing but a punk ass snitch But the only good cop is a dead cop So im gonna swing my knife and let there head drop But the beet wont stop, Till i grab my pork chops And i might ?? on a man selling ?? Nigga Cops aint shit to me 'cause ima pig skinnna Cops aint shit to me Motherfucker Cops aint shit to me Cops aint shit to me Cops aint shit to me But a bunch of harrasment cold blue Will get your motherfuckin ass kicked Pig skinna, grave digga, More like ?? Nigga in charge, Cop killa at large Im no joke so dont provoke Im not so b slacked on Catch you slippin in the squad car And its time u got crept on 911's a joke, Is was i herd So I come blastin with a Mossbur
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(Mr. Bones) I watch your body sway I got the teeth as sharp as ginsu's My species is Nosferatu I got one eye it's red like R2-D2 I spot you Release my wings through downward sky Landing in the park to make the pigeons fly I don't know why, but some of the times I feel my status is a curse I live immortal life Condemned to roam the Earth For what it's worth My birthday I turn a-thousand-twenty-six Stood before the sun to evade an eclipse Press your lips to your fingertips Don't say a word Look into my-eyes see no desire goes unheard Got to feed every 24 hours To keep my powers As I sit atop the gothic towers Watching cataclysmic showers Blood is sour Bitter sweet, thick and bland And when it dries it turns brown beneath the fingers on my hand My shadow's dense I scale the cyclone fence Shadows in the
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No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees House of Krazees House of Krazees House of Krazees (Laugh) House of Krazees (Laugh) House of Krazees House of Krazees (Laugh) (Laugh) (Laugh) House of Krazees No One No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees (Laugh) House of Krazees No No No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better No One Can Do It Better (Laugh) No One Can Do It Better No One Can Do It Better (Laugh) House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees (Laugh) House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees House of Krazees No No No No No One Can Do It Better (Laugh)
check this out eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why murder, murder, murder, murder you never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse comtiplation of murder it's like 2 ton monsters ready to exist with the flick of my wrist jail cells gangle in my head, alive or dead wide spread across the couch feeling is being red, another more I know I'm gonna have to kill us, but we're gonna kill them first lets do this, pop up gather my pistols, pick up some rope, zip up my coat, my mind soak with thoughts of close and dangers being lunged at me, plunged at me, white sheets are flunged at me, I gots to run, check my gun for the last time cause I might not be back, I scream forward attack, ain't no turning back
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Yo Man You sold us out For that you must die Im that nigga with that fresh pair of locs (Pig Squeel) Im that nigga with that fresh pair of locs (Pig Squeel) Sucka Boom, Mass murderer You eva herd of a rap burgular? Ima serv ya, Mo towns got enough fucking caps to peel I got enough snaps to bullets on there croam deals They tell me to cut lose, I dont need no rules Step to me and rough and i nock out your fuckin tooth And to all the jokes they call ???? Step the fuck off me bitch 'cause ima burry ya, Sticka, Sticka nigga Pull the trigger, Sneekyer than you figgure No, No, Bigger Six foot one aint no gun "Dont b lieing G" Na shh let them feel me As soon as the deal release come blast Bitch with ur ass n, 'cause i go crashin Dip in the ?? and blood Niggas slash by my big black ?? ??????????? i bet u coudnt even ????? Hav
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psychotic, motherfucka! skrapz, representing the house of krazees banging off the chamber painting the town red right here in your fuckin ass i'm clinically braindead mutha-mutha- muthafucka! take me away, i'm sick of hearin' birds chirp i'd rather 6 feet in the dirt or in a straight jacket talkin' to the voices in my head i already am, i guess i'd rather be dead seein' visions and flashbacks i'm covered in blood and when i close my eyes i feel drugged inhalin' monoxide like carbon or car fumes i guess i'm destined to spend my whole life in a padded tomb because i'm krazee my girlfriend hates me while it's a ton of other bitches who would die to date me or rape me, degrate me, and then i cry blood overflowin' contacts in my eyes it ain't no suprise that i travels on a stretcher chokin' on my own breath high blood pressure got me goin mad...how many souls have i took talkin' bout murderin' bitch i wrote the boo
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House Of Krazees House Of Krazees House Of Krazees (Yea. Mother Fucker) House Of Krazees (Yea. Mother Fucker) House Of Krazees (Yea. Mother Fucker) House Of Krazees (Bakwards i think it says) Come to take my life huh House Of Krazees (Yea. Mother Fucker) House Of Krazees (Yea. Mother Fucker) House Of Krazees (Yea. Mother Fucker) House Of Krazees (Yea. Mother Fucker) Hey Yo We in this bitch for the Nine Trey House Of Krazes Yea I got my boy E.X.P up in this mother fucker Big J And im The R.O.C HAHA And your listening to the House Of Krazees House Of Krazees (Yea. Mother Fucker) House Of Krazees (Yea. (Weird Talking That I Cant Understand))
House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees We da real muthafuka, ask, who's next Rat tat tat nine bullets in yo fuking chest Im a night Stalker I told ya about my black magic Im Psychopathic The brotha that let your family feeling tragic Kicking my flow Still I take no shorts I roll up on the sceen and smoke yo ass like a Newport The Krazee Klan was just a figmint of my existance Now it's time for me to show these hoes who dis is bitch Im just another lunatic Trying to get paid off some lyrics, some locs, and additude And Ill fuck you gays But if some silly ass march try to tau
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Killa real muthafuka, ask, who's next Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat nine bullets in yo fuking chest Im a night Stalker Told ya about my black magic Im a Psychopathic The nigga that let your family feeling tragic Known as a hoe Still I take no shorts I roll up on the sceen and smoke yo ass like a Newport The Krazy Klan was just a figmint of my existance Now it's time for me to show these hoes who dis is bitch Im just another lunatic Trying to get paid off, some lyrics, some locs, and additude And a fucking gague But if some silly ass mark try to talk shit E.X.P will clock his motherfucking gat and say fuck it No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees No One Can Do It Better House of Krazees Looney Toons, Floating Rooms, Witches Outta the East Bitch <
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(Next mother fucker going to get my metal) i cant wait to tell you-to kill you- I feel you- you mother fucker its my horror story- why dont you watch me- let me die- why do they cry- why do my mentals- my fucking brain- instant pain- the rock and rolls- got me on a knife train- you wanna fuck- do ya bro- you'll be the story- end the morning papers son- deep in the river- as i delvier- my sick rhymes to my fury- just another horror story. (why are the children doing what they are doing? Why does this child reach up and kill his mom and dad? killing is killing whether its unforgiving property claim! Why are the children?) to melt your mind with the rhymes that i bring- dont ever stay close 'cause i dont sing- i bring bad things to life- somebody stabbed me in the heart with one of those butcher knifes- death to romance- right to my wicked rhymes- sad through time- embedded in the flatlines- page by my the page- i'm in and out with a rage- clouds through their minds when i'm
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Get down Nod ya head to my house bitch The grove is so fo real You gotta jump out dis shit Thow your hands in the air 'cause im getting jealous of the muthafukas Who just don't care But now I speak of my Krazees House What I found out Here my leggo muthafuka 'cause I just begon To rock da beat with a dance of renzo Horror music and I hit a fucking name Dont smoke as I choke The terror is felt Jump out da wicked shit My muthafucking brain is about to melt Half way home to my padded cell To be locked down sedated And my thoughts of my wicked realm Holding my nuts kicking horrifing sound Mista Mista Bones is headed home bound Going insane Im in pain I ain't dead yet I come from the graveyard The place where the madman roam Grab my chest rip it in half and look inside The bloody horror and you be hypnoti
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Home sweet home, the place where the lunatics roam 'Bout to peel a cop wit my chrome
Drop the dues and now you know me, but who knows me Sown up they fucking eyes so they can't see
Niggas know me for being fake but then I step to em And give 'em a plate just for old times sake
Never been a bitch, don't wanna be one Any nigga can talk shit, when packing a gun But the mack always stays true to the self And you need to put your wack shit back up on the shelf
'Cause I'm a mad man, nothing but the mad man Fuck the mad man, lunatic, psycho, Son of Sam Niggas think that they mack because they diss Anymore more niggas diss, I'ma get pissed And drop a voodoo hex on that ass Feel my wrath, burning suckers with the glass Let the black magic get me by I make the evil rain fall from the bright sunny sky
Know as a fucker, but please don't test Fuck around and catch two to ya fucking
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Blood stains on these chains I choked him with these beeds see Niggas up and Niggas down But I wont let them squeeze me Derange-a Derange-a Im digging in your pockets Fool can't move that aint shit Body snatch is mad at you Get your soul and kill that Will But Will kept telling me not to be Evil as grass Im breaking my ass But you can't never free me I smoke no joints so get my point I worship only one being ROC ROC Do you wanna come and see him Lose your fake face to face I dare you to coopperate Penitrate yo nasty shit That's what you see at these gates I play no games so there's no test My life is on a scan scootch Killing troops I drag em in And smoke em with my cigapoot That's how I live On these tracks I breath through your HIV Could mean nothing Energy locked up in a fuckas heap But on your way you l
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Devils and ghouls on halloween the wicked shit is in your mind Enter my house my haunted house its only covered with dirt and grime Oh yes i think i feel a presence More dead bodies for me to add to my collection You know you done fucked up when you went to enter this evil place See me in the corner maulin on a dead face Oh shit i think my fuckin heads split In the dark throwin up blood and fuckin fingertips I got the gun its in my hand i hear the crys of pain Im insane about to blow out my brain Im right in front of you im right behind you Im bout to get you you cant see me im in my haunted house Comin to tell you this much damn you ought to leave The power that compels you still you wanna leave Knock on the door look out the window man i think im stuck Im bringin em in crackin em out trippin over what The blood i throat it all over lick it up off the walls The stench
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All Hallows Eve just another phrase for devils night Mass murderin bitches by the street light Everybody think the candies to be recieved Little do they know its the night of the witches eve Open his book turnin the pages of his bloody script Hang me strangle me but dont bullshit The time has come for the house to now prepare To give this whole muther fucker a bloody scare Spinnin the bloody battle axe wake the dead Let em know the eve is comin naw instead Ive misred the tombstones my transport Searchin for lifes questions fuck the answers No escape no chance to leave Caught in hell break loose on Hallows Eve Somebody tell em i lost my fuckin mind theres nowhere to go A Different style a different place a different niggero Ill take the double barrel pumpkin gun step back and pump one Right into your muther fuckin well BOOM All Hallows Eve in the trees let me tea
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The black magic My doll trouble Voodoo and wicked spells I dwell my scales My brain bleeds bloody tales Just a tomb tormenty axe With a swinging axe Attacks any person that moves for or steps back Relax muthafukas the secrete lyes in the souls Barely creeps so deep all the way til nine feet An entrance to whom to my home sweet home With fires burning your urine For another House of Krazees song The ROC that is me Im taking you on a trip My nuts still dragging like a ball and chain My dicks the whip You can't hide and you can't run from the son of Guns has yo ass screaming look who's on the run Come and get some of this But watch yo shit The clock has finally struck the hour for da killings bitch There's no illusions just realism de effects Are like tragic when you try to deal with em My wig split em sticka Stick a
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i feel like i'm sometimes, strapped in a mussle activity in my brain puts me through a daily struggle unpredictable like mystikal, i'm runnin' down the runway grim reaper gots the streets cut off my mentals start to sway to my dismay i'm terrified am i fried no coccaine in my system pollins messin' up my eyes can i be the victim? i'm too fast to run but death seems to keep catchin' (catchin) bodies fallin' down like raindrops but i'm over steppin' got's to, got's to be the killer, killers are they in disquise portions of my body jerkin' jerkin' nerves shiftin' why tranquilize is auto put me down to rest a test sick to my stomach vomit smell the fouls of hells breath hear the screams drown by the pound it's feelin' kinda loco insides turnin', burnin', churnin', squirmin' like a worm so hear it goes again from the top to the bottom blood traces lead to my insides feelin' dead! chorus: my insides, feelin' like it
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That was the alarm ringin' What the fuck just happened, The gates open I was hopin' we get to movin' Before they start cappin' wave goodbye to this place Skrapz, No more outs and in's and be the fuck quiet, And move swiftly(shhhhh)like the wind... I'm with that, don't look back, They on our trail I can feel'em don't let'em close, Or I'll kill'em... Naw, naw, chill let me kill'em, Cause blood stains leave trails I'd rather take hostages, Out in tote bags And burn'em up like a backdraft? Naw,naw,naw that'll be bad... But we bad come on we ain't got time to waste, Give up the chase hell naw that ain't the case, Little change of pace at my disgrace, I'm replacin' and changin' the plans is you down? Yeah Then hit the grouns let's duck, Don't make no sound Yo I told you, I'm movin' swift like the wind, And at a time like this I ain't worrie
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These are the thoughts of a drug addict smokin so much pot And my brother sees more greens than a cosmonaut Maybe an astronaut on a higher plane floatin in space In the mirror a see traces of a face But is it mine i dont know what im tryin to find All my thoughts and beliefs seem to intertwine Into the shape into the form of a demon I'm just another lunatic always screamin Tryin to get my point across Cus the devils in my heart and it hangs over me Tryin to keep dibs on my ends Lost my friends so what the fuck else do i have to win Situations of fornication With my verbal ejaculation across the fuckin nation Tryin to find my mind cus my head is spinnin Abusin the drug abbuse is a meager winnin This is my brain this is my brain on drugs Join a nation of high on you thugs Fuyck the plugs cause my rhymes are automatic Just like the thought process of a drug
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Fuck this, here we go again from the hot spot Age slipping, that's why my eyes so blood shot Killing niggas here, kill 'em there They keep coming back Running me down like I'm a needle in a hay stack From beyond the grave, this is a devil's game No remorse, I don't show no shame Taking a pride in my killing, I think I'm up a million Fuck with me, one less civilian No choice, just death, blood on my breath Grab your fucking heart, rip it straight out your chest Evade in the darkness, as you hear me laugh Bath in the sins of the evil, feel my wrath E to the X to the P, exodus songs Finally explained why my time's almost gone No pain, no gain, model of the insane Bring terror cause I'm evil as I stab, jab, and maim So check the groove of a dead man with black magic Rise from the grave, come alive and I'm tragic So listen to the man inside of me And st
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(R.O.C.) You saw us Tried to blow my house down But theses 3 lil pigs got these dollars around the frown If you not a playa hata yes let me see you rock If you not a playa hata then why your gun cocked? Ready to do it ????? cause I'm tryin to do right You rigidified well nigga tonight's the night Where this liquors goin ????? Its goin way down Straight to Salem's lot So watch as I get you now Nigga I blessed As what I might do Cause I fear for my life Like I was Colin Powell put in his shoes Open the morning paper Don't read rapper dead Over some jealous punks that have me misled Thinking of fingers pointing As the God Above Only Thing I'm Supportin is my multi love For my family, my dollas, and my friends And for the ones who ain't down God Bless the bullet I sin (Refrain) Never try to deceive me Ne
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(SKRAPZ)Pokin' out my eyeballs with pencils, Outlinin' bodies with stencils, I do a mass mutilation with kitchen utensils, I'm krazee locked down up in my cell feedin' on bread and water, The Skrapz fell and plunged into a bottomless pit, And now I'm on the run, bloodtrails leadin' to the chamber, I gun, flatline is what my pulse reads bangin' on a gong, Climbin' the fox theatre like King Kong I ping-pong souls, And I rolls bustahz like weed and beat'em till they bleed, And bake'em like a pumpkin seed, I feed off instincts the suicidial carnivore, Dominatin' this game to bring a third world war, Been spittin' 5 years low-key bet y'all missed it, I pulls a hatcher I'm psychopathic like Twiztid, Fryin' yo brain like hard drugs and then I'm huffin' And trippin' myself from 1/2 of a bottle of robitussin, I'm bustin' like caps, torture wack like Unkle Kreepy, Risin' above t
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Theres a big dark house on the hill, a very large diralect house. Its known locally as hangmans folly. This old masion, well thats what it really is, is built on a hill, a strange and baron hill. A place where birds dont sing, and animals wont go, horshes shy, and dogs run with hairs raised in fright. Nothing can grow here, it is a dength and desolate place. Where nobody stays for long. They say its haunted, but we dont believe in haunted houses....DO WE? Oh I'm back again let's all play Horrors go away souls in your face Bustin like glasses killin by the masses Still whoopin asses raps is still tragic When you close your eyes im gettin closer Go ahead you better hold up the windows pop like toasters Surprise open your mind and realize I'm back again Still the same band now its skrapz locked up in this pen Trick or treatin daily man i need your soul I'm a survive Anniversary's here 5 years ago i died Like Mich
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Motha Fucka Get away from here while you still have the chance. Go, run, ahhhhh BLAAAAM! Up in the club Eastside, hoo ride, true juggalo scrub They know me up in valet parking They know me don't be parking there cause they charging Where the fuck these bitches at? I be the Anybody Killa with the gitchy sack I'ma smoke where I wanna smoke, FUCK THAT! Snake skin hatchet gear with the alphabet hat, beyotch I'm ready bring all these hoes Sick of hood rats at party stos Everybody knows, I'm heading down town At the shelter, St. Andrews, underground I want a gothic bitch i don't know, all leather To come and fuck this thug when I'm on the teather I'm like Cinderella cause I'm on the clock So I'm asking for the pussy right up on the spot I'm like.. "What up you little freaky gothic bitch? You ever fucked a juggalo killa before?" "Look, I have a haunted ne
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Now I lay me down to sleep I pray my dreams don't slowly creep Caught up in a web with no escape Something the mind can't break unless you wide awake Have you ever had a nightmare, and been scared? Then woke up in the morning and forgot it was there Then the shit really happens like deja-vous But you sit back and act like you never knew The same situation happened in my life And I feel that I sould tell it cause the timing is right Now the only reason that I'm speaking is cause I'm teaching Thinking if I let it out my head'll stop tweaking Mixed emotions caused from stress That reunite when you lay your head down to rest It's like creatures of the night leaving nothing but bad news And things about the future that might make you confused I remember way back in the day At the age of 13 before moms passed away The dreams that I
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You ever chase after Death? People chase after Death everyday (Chasing after you, and you never see it coming) And don't even realize But watch out, watch out, ya never know when it's gonna chase after you (Chasing after you, and you never see it coming)
(Chorus 2x) I ran through the trees and the woods chasing after you, chasing after you (Chasing after you, and you never see it coming)
Bet ya never seen us coming, while you was just chillin' Overnight sounds so dark and thrillin' With the quickness I bring the sickness Run hurry hurry run Ya really got to feel this To the outside we look ungifted But look deeper into yourself and prove your own existence Treat me like I'm unfree When neighborhoods are burnin' down to the third degree To visualize is my own teepee Because the hate we try to stop all began with me Reincarnation, like it or
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I wanna know where the fuck are my down ass underground killas Straight cap peelas Walking the earth, been mean since birth Taking every damn thing in sight that's worth Somebody stabbing you in the back, for a pebble of crack Eastside bitches like that Sometimes I feel that I can't eat, can't sleep Put me in a hole baby 6 feet deep Better yet, just leave me alone I've survived this long with a microphone Roaming the streets, mean mugging police Left hand on my nuts right gripping a piece So now I feel that I owe it to ya'll You're the reason that I'm here instead of dead and gone And don't think that I'm here to stress you out I just wanna let you know what I'm about (Chorus x2) (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chains These are all the things that a G brings To your party, birthday, wedding, funeral ... Читать дальше »
(Anybody Killa) My teacher always said I wouldn't be nothing So I met him in the parking lot said I'ma killer and then I rushed him Sometimes I feel like a nut Running through the neighborhood tearing shit up Straight jacking mothafuckas just to smoke a blunt Sometimes I feel that my head fucked up And it really sucks I hear voices telling me to do it (Do it) How would you act if you had to live through it? Turning back on the gat, and I stole me an ounce Now I'm addicted to the sound of a head getting whacked Do I smoke to much cause I choke to much? Are you mad cause I keep stealing your roaches? Yo Mike P (Yo what's up?) Turn my headphones up Rudeboy got me stoned from the sticky stuff Weed fucking with my head, man I'm to damn high Yo Violent J, you want the rest? (Show you right) Man I can smell it in yo po
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(Violent J) Mop up the floor with that bullshit Cause I'mma stick and move I'mma stick and move anybody Do anything to get what I need To take care of me and mine
(Anybody Killa) Stick and move, outta the way Duck ya head, time to pray I'm lookin' for anyone who ever doubted See me in the streets if ya wanna talk about it These days I got nothing but time So I'm gonna use it all to chase down what's mine Actin' crazy when you know you're soft And the only thing hard is that shit you talk You ever seen a redskin get tipsy Then take it to the old school 1850 Arrow stuck in the back of ya neck Just because ya mama raised you to disrespect New game means whole new rules And I guarantee ya'll that I will not lose I guess I'm gonna take ya back to my roots Warriors stand up and let's get these fools
(Anybody Killa) Retalition is a must Watch your back Stay on que Shoulda never fucked with us Now you got me after you Devious and beady eyes Quick to jump and take your life What the hell you think this is? Ain't no way you walkin' by If you see them Let them know Just how far you lettin' shit go You fuckin with some OG Detroit weirdos We bombin' on who ever dirty situation chasin' and makin' you fuckin' bleed Put you on a permanent vacation Hammertime on your face with my right boot For loose river dance Do the jit into a spongy spit My homies Twiztid got you listed Have you all hemmed up like "What the fuck is this?" We bigger than you thought The whole crew be representin' Pistol whippin all haters Have em twitchin' and flippin' Retalition Beat em down Call up all the fellas
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I put my life on my music and everything around me Streets that I was raised on, livin' on so ruggedly So I decided way back in the day That I'm gonna try and take whateva comes my way You know, by workin' hard to get mine, payin' dues Tryna make it through, and outsmart some fools It's been a long time since I got to sit up straight So best believe I'mma snatchin' off plates
(Chorus) Once I put my life on this there's nothing left but my guarantee (Once I put my...Once I put my... Once I put my..Once I put my) Once I put my life on this there's nothing left but my guarantee (Once I put my life on this there's nothing left but my guarantee)
I been in this game for so many years with no fears, cause my head is clear I can see you always tryna hate, on what I'm doin' but you will never stop, what I'm pursuin' Man, I got heart so fuck havin' enemies
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(Anybody Killa) There's a party goin' on, who's comin' with? To kill the rest of that malt 40, and grab ya shit I hope you got some money, cause I ain't got your back Especially how cheap you was on the chronic sack There's a party at the liqour store, don't be claimin' broke Actin' like a cold 40 ain't good on the throat Who you think that you foolin'? Cause it sure ain't me Should'a borrowed five dollars from your old lady Is there anybody's cup as empty as mine? Pile into the Hoo-ride, seats recline Stop at the weedspot, order up another This is how we do it, MUTHAFUCKA CD burned full of old school tracks On the corner of the party store shootin' some craps If this is something that you normally see then you probably live close to me
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(Chorus) Oh no! Oh, oh oh oh no! Ain't nothin holdin me back now, holding me back now! Oh no! Oh, oh oh oh no! Ain't nothin holdin me back now, holding me back now!
Oh no muthafucka, suck up that lip! Cause I'm back in this muthafucka and I'm ready to trip! So I hope u never doubted me, cause here I am Packed in ya ear drum, like a can of span And I wouldn’t give a damn if u hated me now Because my family hears me out and bumps this shit out loud You can call us psycho,crazy,insane, with noone to blame So we just sit in the rain Waitin for the right day to get what we deserve Like respect from the cops on the curb at the concert Nice titties, my oh my, but when the tear gas fire You better close your eyes Every time a new adventure, punch a horse in the face Smoke a blunt blunt in the forest while you piss in the lake Situations fucked up, fun and foul ... Читать дальше »
(Repeat 3x) Neva Neva Neva Neva Neva Neva Neva Neva Stay up off it!
(Anybody Killa) Quit frontin' Actin' like I don't know what you up to I see right through you So what you gonna do? Never will you step a foot around me again 'Cause hangin' with you I can't win Some of the people in this world is some straight up hoes Brown nose, I suppose, that's how it goes But I sit back watchin', clockin' dollars With a smirk on my face waitin' for you to holla So I can say nevehoe, nope, what you thinkin'? All up in my face, tryna thug, breath stinkin' You can get the barrel from my homey, Shaggy's shotgun All up in your face in case ya wanna taste a hot one I got no love for them marks Punks, hoes, snitches Grown ass bitches So stay away and don't come to close 'Cause you never know who may wanna co
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A mind is a terrible thing to waste High school reunion wouldn't show my face I was always looked at a little different And I got blamed for everything, even if I ain't do the shit It was hectic, a total fuckin' nightmare A room full of preps, and one thug with braided hair Runnin' through the halls screamin' "Fuck all ya'll!" Brass knuckle punch jackin' all jack's jaws Insane in the cranium, people always starin' Pointin' at me, laughin' at me close enough so I can hear 'em Until the day that I got my revenge When they found one student stabbed to death with a pen Whole school goin' through some emotional stress Gotta half day off cause of that bullshit Let me take another victim see if I can get a whole day Remember that bitch Lisa? They just found her in the hallway I ain't playin' no more, stop laughin' 'Cause all that chit-chattin' as got this
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You betta kill me or you die 40 sipping bullets filling the sky When Anybody Killa ride ain't no stopping me Bulletproof preventing you from popping me Unless your targets on my face don't think to call yourself a G Cause me and my heater don't like no set tripping hoes bugging hard in my warzone Crack ya dome to the skull, blame it on the alchohol Mixed it with the tylonol, and peel ya body off the wall (Chorus) You betta kill me or you die! (DIE!) I was put here to kill people, that's the reason that I'm alive You betta kill me or you die! (DIE!) I was put here to kill people, that's the reason that I'm alive Bitch I'll kill you for your necklace And drag your ass behind my ride around the hood on some "I'm just being senseless" And flash the brights at the cops like "FUCK YA'LL" Keep ya bitches on your toes, better duck ya'll 3 bullets enter into the automobile ... Читать дальше »
(Anybody Killa) It doesn't matter what you say anymore, Things you do don't amaze me so, now I see you like you passed on Don't nothing last long, shit ain't forever Whatever you thinkin' of, there's always something ten times better Don't mean to bust your bubble, sink your boat But if you dive in, and can't swim, you ain't gonna float It's like, some people try as hard as they can to fit in a situation they don't understand Confused and fed up and don't know what else to do Until they get mad enough and come after you I wanna, take this time to figure out what I'm all about Should I do 'em in, or just chill and shut my mouth God forgive me for this evil takin' over But there's situations I won't understand until I'm older Gotta, live my life through these twists and turns And it doesn't matter cause I'm down to learn It doesn't matter!
Hey, anybody wanna hear something dirty? Sure! Well, you know, you're gonna have to help me. Okay! You know that old building, next to the indian burial grounds? Yeah. Well, word has it, there's a chest buried under the floor boards, under the stairway there. And inside it, there's all types of dirty history, left behind by this crazy warrior. He was an indian! Now people say if it was ever dug up, it would bring this guy back around. That he has written all these messages himself.
So now that I've told you all... You STILL wanna hear something dirty? Uh-huh, yeah!
Okay, follow me. Where we going, man? Look, there's the stairway! Come on, hurry up! Let's pull up these floorboards! Dirty History, Dirty History Look, there it is! That's the thing about Help me pull it up! Dirty History, Dirty History Quick, give me something to
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Walking trails, soaked by our tears Traveling miles and miles from home Blood still stains the ground we walked Soaking into the roots of trees Giving strength to mother earth This land is not their land Head held high above the torment Tousands die in wars Murdered, killed, and slaughtered Hear the hearts of our lost warriors Beating to the pounding drum This ground was once ours Now a wasteland of destruction Polluting the waters we drink Polluting the air we breathe Forced in the corner suffocating Outcasts grouping for the next to ride Through a smoke filled remonition Tellers of the future speaking of the new beginning One warrior will rise to defend against this place A killa of anybody, who goes against you and I Thousands of souls giving him power Anybody kills until the future is fulfilled Through darkness light shines
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Somewhere out on that horizon Out beyond the neon lights I know there must be something better But there's nowhere else in sight It's survival in the city When you live from day to day City streets don't have much pity When you're down, that's where you'll stay (Chorus) In the city (what, what, whoop, whoop, hey, hey) In the city (what, what, whoop, whoop, hey, hey) In the city (what, what, whoop, whoop, hey, hey) In the city I know there must be something better (Far away from the neon sky) I know there must be something better (Far away from the city lights) I know there must be something better (Far away from the neon sky) I know there must be something better (I need a blunt so I can get high) I was born here in the city With my back against the wall Nothing grows, and life ain't very pretty No one's there to catch you when you fall Some
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First off let me speak There's some crazy motherfuckers I've been dieing to teach About the ways of the underground How it's been around and around by adding those terrifying sounds We go way from the east to the west To the north and the south, juggalos hear me out You wanna know about me? Well it's time for me to tell ya But it sounds so familiar Known on the streets as ABK Busting caps at the strays with the rusty ass throw away If you're scared turn the lights on I can see your heart steady pounding though I bet it won't last long Pack the weed in the bong, take a hit Don't remenice about some bullshit That's how it is when you're outta control A little something that I thought you should know (Chorus x4) Tell me why the hell does everybody in this world wanna know about us? Did you learn a little bit from the rhymes that I spit
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(Two seperate worlds, opposites, yet alike in so many many ways. Both these worlds are engaged in an eternal war with each other. The war of good vs evil, which is which you decide. Only one thing will outlast both armies, only one thing will survive in the end. And that special magical little item, is that of which we call the hollow tipped bullet) Sit back and let me take you into the mind of a killa Dark carnival, psychopathic wig splitta (anybody!) Mood changes, time to rearrange Soul lovin dinosaur that you can't tame I bring pain, what you think I'm playing a game Detroit is my home, Eastside's what I claim Fuck a balla, I represent the 313 where Tek 9's and green trees, is a luxury This how it is and I ain't changing for shit i walk the earth, mean mugging, waiting for someone to trip I'm sick and tired of fucking waiting for you wanna be Thugs to quit, that's why I keep it underground And
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Hey Ya'll Come over here, check this out And gimme a minute of your time, but don't doubt Anything that I tell ya'll, listen up closely It's something ghostly, my ancestors told me Way back before we walked the earth It was so much cleaner cause it wasn't disturbed But there was still hatred and strugglin' for our color Cause if you had nothing you were bound to smother And I don't know why, cause helping hands should be a must It was written on the manuscript, in the book you trust Unless it's all just a way to get us arguin' Believe what you want, even if it's a life of sin
(Chorus 2x) Hey ya'll Everybody gotta watch they back We alone, so watch your back Hey ya'll Everybody gotta walk in they own path But at the end, you can't go back
Ever since there's been a jail cell Murder's been committed Thou shalt not kill, and who's the one sinni
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If you ever started hating me, how would you act? Like you never fucking knew me and you ain't got my back If you ever started hating me, what would you do? Try and stab me in the back when I'm just passing through If you ever started hating me, fuck it that's it Let it be known that you're a hater and you're just full of shit If you ever started hating me, then catch your stone Underground is better living then your mainstream home If you ever started hating me, then take it to the streets Detroit, Eastside 7 mile is where we'll meet If you ever started hating me, then watch your back You'd be surprised what hood rats would do for crack If you ever started hating me, then keep your distance Why the fuck would you want to be up in my business? If you ever started hating me, it's not my fault You just probably never liked me from the start motherfucker (Chorus) I say fu
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My gat sounds nice One Leave your whole damn neighborhood stunned You better run I'm comin' at ya Duck, bob, and weave as these bullets fly past ya Man I'm crazy Puffin' on a green leaf Pointin' my heat Straight get off on bein' the street I'm puttin' One little Two little Three little holes in the back of ya dome You shoulda stayed home D-Town born and raised Drinkin' on a porch Beatin' down on strays Broke as fuck and always hungry Clothes on my back be dirty laundry
(Chorus 2x) Just give me a fuckin beat Just give me a fuckin beat Those who grip a mic are known as teachers
I'm dusty like a ashtray I don't give a shit Got a clean ass piece though With a full clip and a small axe underneath the passenger seat Ready to swing it Best believe I'mma bring it <
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They call me ghetto neighbor, I don't give a fuck Sounds bumping all night steadily waking you up Homies banging on the door because I'm slanging the tree 24 hour weed spot, buy 2 get one free Every week another piece of property getting stolen Checking in you little buster watch your eye get swollen Neighborhood badass, I think the whole block hates me what you see is a psycho motherfucker acting crazy Ever since the young age of 13 Same house, different neighbors, and they all blame me For all them cars that got stolen The windows that got broken A handful of jewelry that the cops caught me holding I never been caught for a crime that I commited I never seen a fat ass lick and didn't hit it All the murders that they claiming I ain't stressing that shit Cause if you got the evidence then come convict me bitch (Chorus) Woul
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(Gangsta!) Now if you got your hat tilted to the side And you're always down to jack a bitch for her ride Or the colors that your rep, make others upset Then you might be.... GANG RELATED (Ain't nothing wrong) Never once been seen alone Ever since you can remember you was fully grown Slanging rocks on the block With a knot in your sock Then you might be.... GANG RELATED (Ain't nothing wrong) Murder rap, notches all on your belt Robbery and selling trees the only jobs that you held Been to more damn funerals than the reverend himself Then you might be.... GANG RELATED (Ain't nothing wrong) In and out the penitenary With no thought of graduation or a fucking degree Still clocking cheese from what you learned on the streets Then you might be.... GANG RELATED (Ain't nothing wrong) (Chorus) You might be, you might be, GANG RELATED (Ain't nothing wrong) ... Читать дальше »
(Chorus x2) (Blaze Ya Dead Homie & ABK) Why you trying to play me foo dang? Just cause I wanna let my nuts hang? Teeth bang on the streets serving heads all night Some of us just ain't living right (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) I know this stupid bitch who think she know me She even wanna call me Blaze her Dead Homie Bitch keep your mouth shut cause you foo dang Couldn't hold my balls, couldn't hold my wang Stank hoes wanna see me in the grave But I'm quick to slap a trick with a 12 gague You know you was speaking my name, playing games And saying things you know he's acting like something changed But I know you are repping your fancy car Little money foo danging at the titty bar, bitch 7 dicks shoved in your box nightly, is you fucking? Is she fucking? For the right price he might be Stank hoe, I never pay for ass So take a st
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Foo D-D-D-Dang Better watch your step, on the streets we bang (On the streets we claim!) You need to be ashamed (Calling out your name!) You acting foo dang (You acting foo dang!) (Blaze) I fold open the sawed off, with enough shells to blow your motherfucking chest, face, and balls off I ain't soft, I'm harder than SAT's on LSD, so punk bitch please You foo dang like ride to the spot on a handle bars of your homie's bike looking for a fight Where your car? (Go and jack you one!) Where your gat? (Do you pack you one?) Now is you stepping up low son, stay strapped like a safety belt with more cheese than a mexi melt My impression is felt, oh it better than bullet holes in the back of the heads of you punk hoes Matter of fact you so foo dang, if we drop bees on yo chin, you wont swang Dank hoe, no hard habit, I'm stabbing you bitches before you even know what happen ... Читать дальше »
As these words are turning I keep thinking this will never end. At times I get lonely and I need someone to confide in. Always under pressure and I never take time to relax. Sometimes I just wish I could collapse. But then I'd miss you.
Why do I feel this way? Someone help me, someone tell me. Why do I feel this way? Or is it all just built in my head? Why do I feel this way? Someone help me, someone tell me. Why do I feel this way? Or is it all just built in my head?
I try to focus and just handle things that come my way. Don't let shit get to me cuz there will always be another day. Maintain my emotions if I don't then I'll be sure to fall. And I'll be damned to let myself desaulve. So you better get used to me.
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(Anybody Killa) How ya doin'? It's me again! Underneath the concrete Sewage of the underworld, where the fuckin' dead sleep Creepin' and crawlin' with the stench of a rat Hear me when I'm comin' but ya don't know where I'm at Never seen in the daylight, only in the nighttime Huntin' for me something that can increase my lifeline I see it all, dead bodies and such Ghetto gators goin' crazy when they haven't had they lunch The more I kill, the bigger they get It's like two Hannibal cannibals and one biscuit Who's to blame that my parents hated me And put me in the sewer cause they knew I couldn't reach Seems like I was there for years Before I grew a little bigger and I gave em both a scare Now I'm addicted to payin' people back Sittin' underneath the sewer caps and waitin' for you to pass
(Chorus) Down here There ain't no light, Might not be alr
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[Verse 1] Where you at motherfucker heard you been talking shit But everytime I come around it's like you seem to forget Shut your mouth you little hoe before I scalp your lip In other words you'll be a dead little punk ass bitch I won't forget you every time I'm pissing over your grave Or when I'm slanging payote in hoods that you once claimed Learn about the tribe you're dissing cause we all ain't the same Tomahawk steady swinging as I'm dancing for rain So come and play with me, at least until the sky turns grey Shooting off my arrows like AK's Amazing situations, four colors of man, represent the wicked nations Underground street level, running this course Keeping you shady bitches scared to come up off your porch So come and hang with me, unless you blaming me Because the native hydro keeps changing me
Right place, right time, close call what does it matter? Clean get away keeping my dirty pockets fatter Smooth operation plans well thought out Hands in the air is what I'm talking about No doubt call me a warrior, I'm running with a hatchet The one crazy native representing Psychopathic Down for the D cause the D is where I struggle Underground, wicked shit mothafacko (Chorus x2) Do you want that native shit? Yes we want that native shit Do you want that crazy shit? Yes we want that crazy shit Do you want that wicked shit? Yes we want that wicked shit Do you run with a hatchet? Yes we run with a hatchet
help me! in the casket, buried six feet deep help me!! in the casket, buried six feet deep help me!! in the casket, buried six feet deep help me!! in the casket, buried six feet deep help me!! C'mon a journey with me into the land of the dead Through the voices and mangled bodies and severed heads Children all there pray together, seeking out the light After death will there be suffocating, self inflicted torture, severe pain Why does everybody think that when you die you go to Heaven When you die you go to Hell or when you die your system fails I'm living proof the dead can walk the Juggalo to party store Body mutilated, lined in chalk, cuz I sit before I talk Nevermind the consequences, 11 years I had no fences Here we go with no remorse, fans come with deadly force After, check the course, we the dead, we roam the ea
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Charlie Brown please don't come around because you're weed is dodo brown and it smells like the ground. Your still my homie, but with that weed you don't know me. When i inhale this, the stalness creeps up on me. Charlie.
I love weed, specialy when it gets me gasping, coughing up a lounge from that pasion. Grasping on the life with every hit that i take. When i'm high is the only time i feel awake. Roll it up. Bags on resurve is what i desurve. No joke i gots to smoke it calms my nurves, and if charlie was around i garente a tradgedy, from his dirt, brown weed makes heads start to hurt.Call me a high on red eyed zombi, smelling like old kanta twist a pinetree, and fuck smokey my names big inhale, and i'm known to take it down to the tail, you know what i mean. Rezy res build up on my fingernail. Clam bake inside the soundproof lotus pod cell. lettin out when i'm blessed again, so pass it back and let me get another hit big smoker.
Charlie charlie you're weed is so sorry, you mu
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(Chorus) What's with the self-inflicted pain? (I can't help it!) How come everytime I see you around you act strange? (I can't help it!) Why do you trip at the sight of a hater? (I can't help it!) And then slit they throat with a rusty ass razor? (I can't help it!)
As I sit back and think 'bout what to do next I start to reminisce about my life and shit Like how I came from the streets Was raised by the streets That's why I give love and I'll die for the streets I really can't help how I feel And I can give two fucks to know how to deal With the pain and anger, stress, emotions I just roll a blunt, light it up and start smokin' Sometimes I feel like I'm losin' it And start blastin' at phones and shit That's why I'm fully equipped with the hollowtip, so bitches don't slip
I can't help all the things I do (I can't help it!) I go
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I will always keep my shit, underneath the surface Because the way i flow, the mainstream don't deserve this I'm set out to break backs on tracks, and scratch on all records that you spit on wax I'm a crazy motherfucker with pride And I got enough wisdom to keep my soul alive So grab a mic and lemme see if it shine Cuz' it's time to make this whole world mine, all mine
Everytime I see these people They always just stop and stare Like I don't belong in this place So they say that it's not fair I can't understand this drama That the Earth brings down on me So let me take you through my mind Look in my eyes, follow me
Tell me, what's going on and drop these bombs on you Tell me, what's going on and drop these bombs on you
I'm gonna tell you why I'm dropping bombs Because I'm sick and fuckin' tired of seeing fire alarms Little explosions, marshmal
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(Repeat x2) Do I really wanna see so clear even though I know bad things might appear Tell me that it's not a waste of time To ride around and stare up here to try and clear my mind
I was asked this question, not too far back "Did you ever think that you would be where you at?" Small child, state of mind, knew I would plus the sound of the drum from the wind felt good Place and time, though, it showed me gave a scrub mad love, now we all family No backs, never, I won't turn don't act like my soul ain't concerned about, if you like me, if you hate me, when I die, will they take me someone tell me if I see you all another day Like I never would be flippin' the script with these livewire lips that ignite with spit
(Chorus) I'm writing this as if it was my last Thank you for the memories and times we had (2 Whom This May Concern) 2 Whom This Ma
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