The black magic. My doll trouble. Voodoo and wicked spells. I dwell my scales. My brain bleeds bloody tales. Just a tomb tormenty axe. With a swinging axe.
i feel like i'm sometimes, strapped in a mussle activity in my brain puts me. through a daily struggle unpredictable like mystikal, i'm runnin' down the.
That was the alarm ringin'. What the fuck just happened,. The gates open I was hopin' we get to movin'. Before they start cappin' wave goodbye to this place Skrapz,.
These are the thoughts of a drug addict smokin so much pot. And my brother sees more greens than a cosmonaut. Maybe an astronaut on a higher plane floatin in space.
Fuck this, here we go again from the hot spot. Age slipping, that's why my eyes so blood shot. Killing niggas here, kill 'em there. They keep coming back.
(R.O.C.). You saw us. Tried to blow my house down. But theses 3 lil pigs got these dollars around the frown. If you not a playa hata yes let me see you rock.
Mother fuckers. I move to break your ass with my gun. Gimmie some, I want all your cash. . And get those hands in the air. And don't stare. And don't compare your gangster ass.
(SKRAPZ)Pokin' out my eyeballs with pencils,. Outlinin' bodies with stencils,. I do a mass mutilation with kitchen utensils,. I'm krazee locked down up in my cell feedin' on bread and water,.
Theres a big dark house on the hill, a very large diralect house. Its known locally as hangmans folly. This old masion, well thats what it really is, is built on a hill, a strange and baron hill. A place where birds dont sing, and animals wont go, horshes shy, and dogs run with hairs raised in fright. Nothing can grow here, it is a dength and desolate place. Where nobody stays for long. They say its haunted, but we dont believe in haunted houses....DO WE?.
Whatz Ya Pleasure (x9). . Niggas die everyday. So I give a fuck. Bad luck. Too bad your fucking homie got stuck. he was a mark. Punk ass nigga, what you wanna do.
Justice System...Is there Justice in the system? Or is there just us in the system??. . They love to drag your ass to court. This is the arena for their sick sport.
(Hektic). Who gives a fuck if you know my name. Or what I'm all about I'm hittin that ass. And then I'm out bitch. No strings attached cause I don't need you.
Voting doesn't work, 1-2-3. It's time you know your enemy. I won't pledge allegiance to hypocrisy. Your democracy, is not for me. So when we try to change this place.
Nuthin in my mind but violent memories. Oh shit how can it be. Preminitions of me shootin heroine in my vain. Call me insane. Never knw what i did could be labeled As horror bitch suck my dick.
Its about 7:30 and Mr. Bones is about to smoke. Fidda ride by peep the crib i got no coat. Legend has it that his shed is possessed marks on his chest.
( sol ) (i'm back again, let's all play r.o.c.'s away sol's in yo face) bustin'. like glasses killin' by the masses still whuppin' asses raps is still tragic.
Off I go, to get a mask for my fuckin' face. The thirty first fills my heart with joy and pain. Walk to the custom store to get a mask that fits. Ain't this a bitch, it's closed, so I start to panic, shit.
Christians murdered indians. Christians murdered indians. . In the history of the human race. Of all the inspirations for the separation of man from his true tribal culture.
You've just slipped into reality where guns crash. And drug raids is an everyday thing when the nuts hang. They don't even got a name fame dont mean nothin'.
destroyin' yo existence it's the season to be persistant my nigga needed. assistance i was there in an instant the plot thickens in every track that we.