Lyrics

[Verse 1: The R.O.C.] Blood stains on these chains, I choked him with this beat, see Niggas up and niggas down but I won't let 'em squeeze me Deranged thoughts, deranged thoughts, I'm diggin' in your pocket, fool Gank moves, that ain't shit, body snatchers mad at you Get your soul I kill at will but Will kept telling me not to be Evil as that, so I'm breaking my ass but you can't never free me I smoke no joints so get my point, I worship only one being R.O.C., R.O.C., do you wanna come and see him? Lose your faith, come face to face, I dare you to cooperate Penetrate yo ass and shit, that's what you see at these gates I play no games so there's no test, my life is on a [scan scootch?] Killing troops I drag 'em in and smoke 'em with my sickle, poof That's how I live, on these tracks I breath through your hatred, people Feedin' off the energy they locked up in the fuckin' steeple On their way you'll all get slayed so step into my brain, [of course?] Motherfuckin' shit's a trip, it turns into a red house You know the game, what's the name? Home on deranged (Yo dang) Zoom me a zoom bomb peep me on the night train [Verse 2: Mr. Bones] Home on deranged, I flip the scripts that come with the bomb Ring-a-ding-ding-dotta, ring the alarm You're feeling calm but your temperature's bound to rise The witching hour, time to look in the killer's eyes I'm taking 'em down to the hell that I call my home The only way to get in is to sell your soul My wicked speech is fucking it up your brain Label me insane or hold onto the fucking mainframe The killing game only bares one rules Use your tools to make, to make motherfuckers look like fools Watch your back I'm packing chrome This is the motherfuckin' part 2, the sequel to "Home Sweet Home" Bustin' raps that'll make ya dead One to the head, and you know that I'll paint you red This is some shit that will bring you pain I'm on the home front, loked out, home on deranged [Verse 3: Hektic] Night of the eve sparks my season of the pumpkin You stand in disbelief as I try to show you something A house that sits up top the hill, deep in the forest The group that runs it like a grave, kickin' my chorus I'm deadly, compare me to venom but more defied My house is scary, but nobody leaves a light My tales are told to those who are deep inside my level My scale, a systematic thought beyond the devil So come and run with my fun, it's better than truth or dare You think you can escape from this place known as nowhere But fuck that, if I don't catch you somebody else will My thrill, to sit and watch my homies make the kill But wait, I want you to come and watch my brain blow up You never seen nothing like this, you begin to throw up But please oh please don't be alarmed 'cause nothing has changed, you'll see You think you gettin' homesick, then come home on deranged with me [Outro: Hektic] Don't fuck with me or my people Let the games begin as I speak my evil