House of Krazees
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HOK, HOK
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House of Krazees,Krazees, Krazees
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House of Krazees
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HOK, HOK
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Monstrosity, our anthologies, new velocity
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It's probably unperportionate, people: disturbing curiosity
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Everyone likes a psycho, especially (Krazee) freek shows
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With a chain, on display, and amusement of all the people
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"Look mom he's waving back at me is he actually
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Sick enough to kill me and eat me after he capture me?
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Or will he keep me alive?"
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Picture my anamosity
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The thought of me killin' you 'for I eat you's generosity!
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The world has no apologies to offer me, they bother me
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With talks of perfection while I'm walkin' amongst so awkwardly
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Talk of me and my brothers with flashlights under covers
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Like ghost stories at night to scare the shit out of each other
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Is it possible to kill them all in they sleep without a fight?
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I don't know but role the dice and close your eyes and say good night
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We waitin' to strike, deep in the dark with them shark teeth
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Intoxicated from the anxiety, fear, and disbelief
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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This one's third eye is set to spying
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Where are the ride of sky's men?
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Sick of the way that I cry when
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Wish I rush stuff like a bison
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While teeth are as sharp as a lycan
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Utilize all of my outlets
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Take me about this, no can't do that
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Blew out my brains and they grew back
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Blew out your brains, I'ma use that
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No simply crazy and you can't get my station
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I'm not even on my way, a frequency scale
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My rhythmatic form, how it rips it right off the back
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And our army is ..., vengeance swells
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You hate this male
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You chop down my sails
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I'm drinkin' the shit cause I'm sick
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The price of my body
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Rippin' you outta my conscious for all
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The nigga's a monster
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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Now check this one here
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Gotta hit my brain right? Before I leave behind a
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A murderer scene at arrival in one of your gang fights
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And I'll do it in plain sight, I'm underground like a drain pipe
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I'm like a monster lookin' for something to eat by daylight
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Please don't let me leave from no house
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Or I'll become the next killa the news is talkin' about
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You've got nothin' more than a mouth and I spill evil and poison
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I can never be casted out
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I'm a monster without a doubt
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And I'm walkin' around with nothin' but trouble I hear them shout, I'm a
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And I believe I am so I'm about to get to killin' every one I can
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Better call a coroner then
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I'm on the loose and it looks like I got bath salts in my hands
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I don't think I'll ever understand
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So I just drown out all my feelin's with killin's and contraband
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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The sick generation
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Monstrosity
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| Twiztid |
