Lyrics

[Intro] We've got to figure this out We've got to figure out the right move It's a set-up It's a fuckin' set-up Get the fuck out of here Joey, don't- *explosion* [Verse 1: The R.O.C.] Sometimes, I can't see through the smoke All these niggas blowin' in my face, they maskin' my identity Close to the brink of destruction, the gates of Hell are open Manic, it's mass survival of the fittest, emcees slittin' they wrist 'Cause they in a panic, manic depressed at usе of excessive forcе I'm teachin' all you punks a lesson, of course I'm talkin' to you, so watch where my axe plays Ready to slay, any day, yo, two four parlay But there ain't no info to where you can find me Too many player hatin' bitches already behind me Tryin' to stick and fuck my black asshole I got the size eleven black boots for you assholes Brain swole from the elbows Bitches stompin' on your ass doin' the Tootsie Roll, oh no So let me go try to make my dash Gots to push harder, try to slip into the cash Crash and stash away, come back to play, what you got to say? That's what happened to the last one, I did some Black magic, now he's high as the sun Where's his crew now? They all burned up, you asked me how Fire bombed your fuckin' cut, what can you do? Niggas rollin' snake eyes, now it's time, I thought you knew The House of Krazees slides, you wanna ride? I'm leetin' you know, it's suicide [Chorus: The R.O.C., Mr. Bones] (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host [Verse 2: Hektic] Rollin' half dead in the Chev', eyes be half closed I'm gettin' frozen 'til I'm dead, I watch what was said 'Cause who I'm with, they ain't as laid back, in fact They hate the way that you used to talk the shit from way back You got a problem, well I'm a solver, fuck a revolver I drowned you in the acid and dissolved ya So how you like me now, case closed, suck a dick, you silly hoes You can never penetrate my [?], on the road You'll be grinnin' while we mob You need to quit rappin', get a job, watch us penetrate the side Steadily cheatin', just to get ya is the meetin' I know you hear us beatin' from my crib up to [?] So what you wanna do? Let me know a little somethin' And we can get your whole block jumpin' You player hatin' bitches, you'll be shot on sight I wouldn't even give 'em to fight, darker daylight It's time to dig grave sites, raid tactics when I enter I put you on center, make you remember then whatever [Chorus: The R.O.C., Mr. Bones] (Player haters everywhere, there they go) I can make you ghost (Player haters everywhere, there they go) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Player haters everywhere, there they go) (Beware) I can make you ghost (That four five blast on your ass) (Player haters everywhere, there they go) (Ghost) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (I can make you ghost, nigga) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (You know what I'm sayin', ay, I'm the host) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (I can make you ghost) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (You know what I'm saying?) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (That four five hits in your motherfuckin' ass) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (Hey, I'm the motherfucking host) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (When I come at that ass) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this) (Uh! Ghost) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host [Verse 3: Mr. Bones] Runnin' through the fields like a stallion, one part Poland Two part Italian, smokin' bud like I'm Jamacian Never fakin', shakin' and bakin' all these fools like I was Jordan But I can't dunk, white man can't jump Eyes stay planet in the pavement, steady movin' Conceded fools got no room for improvement So they shit fail, trim that ass like a fingernail Contract contracts like bungee cords, the females love it But they boyfriends jealous because they sweatin' The testicles of another brother pull your weapon Your ignorance is your downfall, all of y'all best know it Given a chance, you bound to blow it Like an afterburner, I got ya twitchin' like you're Tina Turner Play the Nosferatu with no interview from Christian Slater Moments later, whole scene fell apart with panic Back to pop a NoDoz, diary of a drug addict (Yeah) Lookin' at my [interglow?], it's 'bout that time For me to lace your ass with a beautiful rhyme All the time, all the same rhymes played over and over Eatin' lots of Lucky Charms, pray for four-leaf clovers Fool, it ain't over, matter of fact it's just beginnin' I told you once before, always bet on teams that's winnin' [Chorus: The R.O.C., Mr. Bones] (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (House of Krazees) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) ([?]) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (You know what I'm sayin'?) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) ([?]) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) I can make you ghost (I don't think y'all niggas understand) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (I'll lace your motherfuckin' ass [?]) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) See, I can make you ghost (You know what I'm sayin'?) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) In the realm of this madness you must beware, I'm the host [Outro: The R.O.C., Mr. Bones] (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (Krazees, House of Krazees, ah) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (Krazees, ah, ah) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (Krazees, House of Krazees, ah) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (Krazees, uh, yeah) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (Make 'em bounce to this) (Krazee make 'em bounce to this, bounce to this) (Bounce to this)