Call It Wut You Want

Lyrics

[Intro] House of Krazees in this bitch Lettin' these punk-ass niggas know So ay yo, ay yo, Hektic Show these niggas what's up [Verse 1: Hektic] Fuck it, I'm tired of standin' in the back While tryin' to bat my sound, I rose underground Groups, they [groove?], try to grasp [how stupid the style?] I'll leave 'em hangin in a meat [?], check it Nuts in hands as I chastise you fools [I choose to make rules and do's whatever I choose?] Known as a fighter so I fight for my respect Bitches on my dick, you better put that bitch in check You can dig the music, I can tell by the head bob Workin' all these wack jobs and keep that shit alive Change it up on the grave scene, I make green Broke as a motherfuckin joke, man, know what I mean Caught you slippin', insanity puts a break in my mind That's all jealousy, leave that shit behind House of Krazees on that ass with the hellish talk All you punk-ass bitches call it what you want [Verse 2: The R.O.C.] You motherfuckers, I move to break your ass with my gun Gimme some, I want all your cash And put those hands in the air and don't stare And don't compare your gangster ass to a psycho snare I go to tackle you in shackles So run, nigga, run 'cause I give you some of this, wacko Rollin' thirty niggas deep in a big Chevy Guns can run the whole town, [fuck if they be ready?] And if you down, you down, if not, you're gon' lose I choose the side of [the, the black, fool?] Holdin' on, rollin' on your whole set Disrespect your [moms?] so niggas you better check So who's the nigga with the biggest balls? Who's the nigga with his finger on the trigger in the dark hall? So don't stall, I pitch from the nasty bunch R.O.C. is the nig with the super bumps So boom, click, boom Mother fuckers, check your rhymes [Verse 3: Mr. Bones] Well let me tell you, I fuck around and bring my skills So I can scrape the bottom of the barrel and pay my bills I was homebound with my home sweet home After Season of the Pumpkin, you thought I was gone But now I'm back, and I'm bustin' heads wide open No jokin', no need for provokin' bullshit The controversy of a mind check Everybody wants to diss, well, who's next Can you fuck with a mind full of affliction We built the house, no need for eviction Can you believe the truth in a pack of lies? Can you see the killer behind the disguise? Peep the scene, I bring it fast and never slow Kickin' my fastest to let your bitch ass know [Outro] [?] Yeah motherfucker we fuckin shit up [?] up in that ass [?] We about to check your mind fool Ain't nobody [?] [?] What you know about the album? What the fuck do you know about the album, nigga? Yeah [You gotta drink ?] that shit up boy We out like that, oh [?] Oh, I can't[?] I don't give a fuck who y'all be [?] Bitch!