House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees
[Verse 1: The R.O.C.]
Blood stains on these chains, I choked him with this beat, see
Niggas up and niggas down but I won't let 'em squeeze me
Deranged thoughts, deranged thoughts, I'm diggin' in your pocket, fool
Gank moves, that ain't shit, body snatchers mad at you
Get your soul I kill at will but Will kept telling me not to be
Evil as that, so I'm breaking my ass but you can't never free me
I smoke no joints so get my point, I worship only one being
R.O.C., R.O.C., do you wanna come and see him?
Lose your faith, come face to face, I dare you to cooperate
Penetrate yo ass and 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 hatred, people
Feedin' off the energy they locked up in the fuckin' steeple
On their way you'll all get slayed so step into my brain, [of course?]
Motherfuckin' shit's a trip, it turns into a red house
You know the game, what's the name? Home on deranged
(Yo dang) Zoom me a zoom bomb peep me on the night train
[Verse 2: Mr. Bones]
Home on deranged, I flip the scripts that come with the bomb
Ring-a-ding-ding-dotta, ring the alarm
You're feeling calm but your temperature's bound to rise
The witching hour, time to look in the killer's eyes
I'm taking 'em down to the hell that I call my home
The only way to get in is to sell your soul
My wicked speech is fucking it up your brain
Label me insane or hold onto the fucking mainframe
The killing game only bares one rules
Use your tools to make, to make motherfuckers look like fools
Watch your back I'm packing chrome
This is the motherfuckin' part 2, the sequel to "Home Sweet Home"
Bustin' raps that'll make ya dead
One to the head, and you know that I'll paint you red
This is some shit that will bring you pain
I'm on the home front, loked out, home on deranged
[Verse 3: Hektic]
Night of the eve sparks my season of the pumpkin
You stand in disbelief as I try to show you something
A house that sits up top the hill, deep in the forest
The group that runs it like a grave, kickin' my chorus
I'm deadly, compare me to venom but more defied
My house is scary, but nobody leaves a light
My tales are told to those who are deep inside my level
My scale, a systematic thought beyond the devil
So come and run with my fun, it's better than truth or dare
You think you can escape from this place known as nowhere
But fuck that, if I don't catch you somebody else will
My thrill, to sit and watch my homies make the kill
But wait, I want you to come and watch my brain blow up
You never seen nothing like this, you begin to throw up
But please oh please don't be alarmed 'cause nothing has changed, you'll see
You think you gettin' homesick, then come home on deranged with me
[Outro: Hektic]
Don't fuck with me or my people
Let the games begin as I speak my evil