House Of Krazees

House Of Krazees - Return Of The Madman lyrics

Bring ya down like Im a needle in a hay stack

Tricks or Treat

Return Im the funky ass

Stinks from dead bodies

Yo we party until our heads smash

My nuts still hurt

From Saggin and Draggin

Laggin in the race

Yo chase ended crashin

Trigger to my house

Go left

To my bedroom

Suddenly hear the screams

Singing from the cell

Dooms the day you pray

Because Im commin for yo throat

Im gonna hold ya like you trying to hold me

Yeah ya know

A Madman madbam madtime to see ya

Who peeked through the peep holes

I Kill ya

Blow up yo shit

And ya sucka bitch

Don't make a move

And get da fuk out of da House of Krazees grove

Cuz I be at like crack to you skull with my hand

Piss on the sheet its the return of da madman

Second shout of the madman so whatcha wanna do

I come correct and choke ya now victum

One of the three man crew

What to do

You saw my face and know my name

Its all the same

I got the wounds I feel no pain

Rules of the game

Ruthless motherfuker like John Gotty

I told ya about witching hour

And how I love'ta burn da bodies

Oh shit man

I think Im losing my mind

Im one of the looniest mothafukas of all man kind

I heard that killas don't talk

You know I ain't saying shit

Come take a motherfucking walk with me bitch

To my house bitch

Cuz you know it's just around the corner

Two shots to your dome mothafuker

And your a gonna

Never again dissay and the son of sand

Keep a watch over ya back

It's the return of the madman

Return of the madman

Back up in dat ass

Bitch you tought you could play the crew of lunatics

My blood too thick and thin

Will stain your thickest skin

This is another confession to one of my wickest sins

A graveyard check behind you loony

We comming

No time to stall them

My best bet is to keep you running

Your time is right for a grave digging

So lets get busy

My mind keeps screaming to run

Yeah and it makes me dizzy

Split my head in half

Come and examine my brain

See what my problem is

Tell me what keeps driving me insane

I wrote for Searching For Soul

And it's a fucking trip

To see me grab my throat

Slit and watch all the blood drip

My evil spittin comes to though cuz im the chosen

I keep them frozen

Listen cuz I dug some rows and

House of Krazees homies in the backstreets

I tell no lie

Just check up on da backstreets

You lost your breath

And Slowly you stop breathing

You start screaming as I unless my demon

In the lyrical jam sin of a madman

Im so fucking scary I huagh American Band Stand

This is a man of dirt rubber and greed

I got what you need

My shit is more potent then weed

My ribs will bleed

As I slowly bring you to your knees

No need to stand

Return of the madman

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