house of krazees - home bound (1997) lyrics
home bound (1997) 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 motherf+ckers who just don’t care
but never speak of my krazee house with a foul tongue
peep my lingo, motherf+cker, ’cause i just begun
to rock the beat with a dash of retro
horror music and a hit of f+ckin’ endo
smoke as i choke, the terror is felt
so strung out on my wicked sh+t my motherf+ckin’ 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 bl++dy horror is so gruesome you’ll be hypnotized
prince of darkness, son of a banshee
you can’t stand me, b+tch, i’ll k!ll 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, f+ck 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
f+ck 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 f+ckin’ blood shed
house of krazees on your ass n+gga
you tried to loot n+gga, i’m the f+ckin’ rudy poot n+gga
still in my bas+m+nt where the demons lie
i’m the same guy you tried to creep on on devil’s night
but that sh+t wasn’t sh+t 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 sh+t
kids [?], i wish the house was gon’ go f+ck their sh+t
d+mn those who chose to cross me, the r.o.c
strike those who doubt the power of house of krazees
evolve to k!ll all the weak, rose to h+ll
’cause i’m too f+cked up, they’ll never let me tell their tales
so i have to run, [?] the sound
n+gga i’m homebound, check it
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