House Of Krazees

House Of Krazees - Home On Deranged lyrics

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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 longest legs

So step up in my brain of cow

Mothafuckas shits-a tripping 

Turns into a red house

You know the game

What's the name

Home on deranged

Zoom me a zoom bomb feed me on the night train

Home on the Deranged

I flipped the script

That come with the bomb

Ring-a-ding-ding-dotta

Ring me a bomb

You feeling calm but your tempeture bound to rize

The witching hour time to look in the killas eyes

Im taking him 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 up your brain

Lable me insane hold onto the fucking mainframe

The killing game only bares one rule

Use your tolls to make 

To make motherfuckers look like fools

Watch your back Im packing chrome

This is the muthafucking part two

The sequel to Home Sweet Home

Busting raps that will make ya dead

One to the head

And you know that I will paint you red

This is some shit that will bring you pain

Im on the homefront no doubt

Home of deranged

Night of the eves barks

Night of the pumpkin

You standing disbelieving

I try to show you something

A house that sits ontop da hill

Deep in da forest

The group that runs it like a grave

Kicking my chorus

Im deadly

Compaire me to vetom

But more defy

My house is scarey

Nobody leaves a light

My tales are told to those right beside my level

My skill systematic talk 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 trill

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 begin to throw

But please-oh-please dont be alarm

Cuz nothing has changed

See you think your getting loose it

Then come on the deranged with me

Dont fuck with me or my people

Let the games begin

As I speak my evil
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Language: English

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