Horror Story (Latnem Version)

Lyrics

[Intro] Next motherfuckers's gonna get my metal [Verse 1: The R.O.C.] I can't wait t-t-to tell you, t-t-to kill you I feel you, you motherfucker, it's my horror story Why don't you watch me, let me die? W-w-w-why d-do they cry, w-w-w-why do my mentals My fucking brain, it's in pain The rock and rolls g-g-got me on a night train You wanna throw? Y-y-you punk? You'll be the story, in the morning papers, sunk Deep in the river as I deliver My sick rhymes to my glory, just another horror story [Interlude] Why are the children doing what they are doing? Why does this child reach up and kill his mom and dad and- Killing is killing whether done for duty, profit, or fun Why are the children- [Verse 2: Mr. Bones] To melt your mind with the rhymes that I b-b-b-bring Don't еver stand too close becausе I don't sing I b-b-b-bring bad things to life Somebody stab me in the heart with one of those b-butcher knifes Death to all described in my w-wicked rhymes Sands through time, embedded f-f-f-flatlines Page by p-page, I'm in an out r-r-rage Crowds lose their minds when I'm on s-s-stage I deliver my sick rhymes f-for the glory Just another motherfuckin' h-h-horror story [Interlude] Why are the children doing what they are doing? Why does this child reach up and kill his mom and dad and- Killing is killing whether done for duty, profit, or fun Killing is killing whether done for duty, profit [Verse 3: Hektic] I bring the style that's known to be so w-w-wicked Fuckin' around and serious p-pain's inflected I take no shorts, the w-w-wig splittin's my specialty I leave you hanging from a tr-tr-tr-tr-tree [Butcher the case?], my th-th-thoughts are insane Blows your mind, better get [somebody to?] wipe the blood stain Fame my name down through my self contr-tr-trol This bloody s-s-soul I gotta go, my t-t-t-t-time is up Rest my soul or get fucked up [Interlude] Why are the children doing what they are doing? Why does this child reach up and kill his mom and dad and- Killing is killing whether done for duty, profit, or fun Why are the children doing what- [Outro: The R.O.C.] Yo motherfucker, back the fuck up House of Krazees up in here [?] Yo keep our groove on, motherfucker Keep our groove on 'cause this shit gon' get bigger All this shit gonna blow up You know what I'm saying So hey yo check this shit out nigga we're goin' insane We insane in the membrane Check that shit coming on yo ass, killing on yo ass Yeah we the Halloween [?] You know what's up motherfuckers the R.O.C. talkin' to your ass Check it