House Of Krazees

House Of Krazees - Deceive songtekst

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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 

Never try to deceive me 

Never try to deceive me 

Never try to deceive me 

(Hektic) 

I'm coming at you like a cool breeze 

I'm watchen you emcee's freeze in fact furring the dope's on the real and come off of the blunt please 

I can't lose Imma winner 

I saw your bitch and stuck my dick in her 

Call me a flip skinner 

There ain't no time for all of you silly hoes point blank 

And that's just how the story goes 

I desecrate the souls that live within 

Cannot relate my mind states just flips and spins and spins 

I smoke weed to relax myself 

Deep trains of thought leaving your mind screaming for help 

A stealth bomber 

My crew can bring you mad drama 

Consider your ass now you fuckin with house 

My cousin Matt has got my back 

We leavin no tracks 

Flipin a sack 

Creatin Money stacks as a matter of fact 

I got a problem with my cheese 

Fuck you and leave 

Before ?????? sleeve 

How could you deceive? 

(Refrain) 

Never try to deceive me 

Never try to deceive me 

Never try to deceive me 

Never try to deceive me 

(Mr. Bones) 

I hit you with the infrared 

Laser tag I got you 

I got the long brown hair 

And crossbow like I'm Chewbacca 

I care glockas 

Shit talkaz, shit yous binaca 

To freshen the breath off playa hatas 

Wack rhyme sayas thinking they be in our league 

But then we go and pull another trick form up the sleeve 

Believe in Jesus prodigal son 

Wearin adidas 

I kick my thesis 

Leavin compotation in pieces 

Spittin lyrics like a millimeter 

Tongue is the clip 

Got a pocket full of rubbers to cover my dipstick 

Can ya feel me? 

See my shit is fat 

I Neva eva pull the wrap from my baseball cap 

I pull the 40 oz. Brew from the brown bag (brown bag) 

My hand in my pocket to retrieve my zigzags 

Big bags equal much smoke take a toke 

Bet you dime or dollar that you gone to choke 

Out of site like a shooting star 

You know who I are 

It's the brother sippin gin in the back of the bar 

And I regulate rhymes like I got big game 

I got a couple more dinero's then what his name? 

Stashed off in my sock like some old food stamps 

Stand clear set trips for perpetrators, and tramps 

I got much more bounce to the ounce in fact 

Turn the Volume up to 10 and watch your window crack 

Step back you better believe me, don't ever try to be me, you can't see me 

And you'll Neva eva deceive me
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