Lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. Bones] Get down as you nod your head to my House beat The groove is so funky you gotta jump out your seat And throw your hands in the air Because I'm gettin' jealous looks from motherfuckers who just don't care But never speak of my Krazee House with a foul tongue Peep my lingo, motherfucker, 'cause I just begun To rock the beat with a dash of retro Horror music and a hit of fuckin' endo Smoke as I choke, the terror is felt So strung out on my wicked shit my motherfuckin' brain is about to melt Halfway home to my padded cell To be locked down and sedatеd in my thoughts and my wicked realm Holdin' my nuts, kickin' horrifying sound Mr. Mr. Bones is hеaded homebound [Verse 2: Hektic] Goin' insane, I'm in pain, I ain't dead yet I come from the graveyard, the place where the madman rests Grab my chest, rip it in half, and look inside The bloody horror is so gruesome you'll be hypnotized Prince of Darkness, son of a banshee You can't stand me, bitch, I'll kill your family Who'd have thought my ass is greater than the seven seas And will infect your ass quicker than a deadly disease But still you plead, I stick your ass and watch you bleed What do I need? Nothing, fuck it, let's pick up the speed I hang the pictures of my victims on a [sacred?] wall No chance to stall, it's time for you to take a fall My chain of [gothic?] brings my evil to the next phase Come to my house and you'll see just why I'm death-crazed When you're around, pay attention to my every sound Fuck the casket, 'cause I'm goin' homebound [Verse 3: R.O.C] Homebound, a merry-go-round, the shots to you spread Three to your head, let your fuckin' blood shed House Of Krazees on your ass nigga You tried to loot nigga, I'm the fuckin' rudy poot nigga Still in my basement where the demons lie I'm the same guy you tried to creep on on devil's night But that shit wasn't shit but an illusion Most confusin' that you don't understand our music We bleed the breath of the frightened little children The house you was taught to stay away from We cruisin' down my block, my squad ain't talkin' bout shit Kids [?], I wish the house was gon' go fuck their shit Damn those who chose to cross me, the R.O.C Strike those who doubt the power of House Of Krazees Evolve to kill all the weak, rose to hell 'Cause I'm too fucked up, they'll never let me tell their tales So I have to run, [?] the sound Nigga I'm homebound, check it