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 book!!! chorus: they're coming to take 

me away and i pray that my mind will relax and time will lapse before i collapse 

and grap a meter long blade dead bodies everywhere like a murder parade psychotic 

(x8) insane (x8) overdose of hard drugs foamin' at the mouth and i'm shakin' 

meltdown, the paramedics mistakin' diagnosin' the skrapz with paranoia but 

insanities demanded of me and i enjoy a... dose of morphine to knock me out no 

more nightmares the light scares the daylights outta me and i'm comin' down 

wishin' i was dead cause i'd rather perform as a ghost instead with my, partner 

in fear, the sol gave me a death wish locked in the house of krazees i twitch and 

i pound upon the door of my rancid cell hearin' screams echo echo like i'm livin' 

in hell but oh well, the chamber takes me to a recess i depress the serial killa 

in my mind where he rest and then i pulls the curtain i hear em', comin' to get 

me i'd put a razor up against my wrist if they'd let me!!! chorus: they're coming 

to take me away and i pray that my mind will relax and time will lapse before i 

collapse and grap a meter long blade dead bodies everywhere like a murder parade 

i'm going on a killing spree (x4) will somebody kill me? (x4) creepin' down the 

hallway slow like i'm a zombie they right behind me infrareds about to blind me 

i'm losin' my mind i'm goin' krazee with a capital 'k' i'm doin' 90 on woodward, 

but goin' the wrong way breakin' my shackles, i throws a, anotha tantrum the night 

that the killers kame home is my anthem holdin' sol for ransom, til unkle kreepys' 

dead then the house of krazees will paint detroit red blowin' up yo set like 

hudsons, i'm flatline gotta killer in my head composin' this mad rhyme i be's the 

skrapz and i'm hollerin' east side til i die i'm already dead but i arise just 

take a look into my eyes if your bad they'll bleed i pulls a sickle, cuttin' 

bitches off at they knees my introductions wicked in a hell of a way now i 

understand why the fuck they wanna put skrapz away!!! chorus: they're coming to 

take me away and i pray that my mind will relax and time will lapse before i 

collapse and grap a meter long blade dead bodies everywhere like a murder parade.

parade take me away (x4) chorus: they're coming to take me away and i pray that my 

mind will relax and time will lapse before i collapse and grap a meter long blade 

dead bodies everywhere like a murder parade throw away the key just throw away the 

key just throw away the key and forget about me just forget about me just forget 

about me lock me down in the cell forever forever just forget about skrapz forever 

and ever (x14) forget about me