House Of Krazees - FX lyrics

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 Attacks any person that moves for or steps back Relax muthafukas the secrete lyes in the souls Barely creeps so deep all the way til nine feet An entrance to whom to my home sweet home With fires burning your urine For another House of Krazees song The ROC that is me Im taking you on a trip My nuts still dragging like a ball and chain My dicks the whip You can't hide and you can't run from the son of Guns has yo a** screaming look who's on the run Come and get some of this But watch yo sh** The clock has finally struck the hour for da k**ings b**h There's no illusions just realism de effects Are like tragic when you try to deal with em My wig split em sticka Stick a n***a boom clip boom I broke ya neck whos next brotha FX Its the deal The dead will be dropping bombs Here they come and f**king sing along with the jam The man that you want to see Mista Bones I break the compasity The rinkle style playing yo eardrums fo-a-second With the effects to break your necks with the wicked Beats and drums surround and the f**king rythm Plain old thoughts of suicide is what Im giving To the minegrain explodes off the track And the night the demon was on yo back Break it down you very well Mentle running in overdrive sacrafice on the hill Listen 'cause the bones begin to reck And watch yo a** for the wicked a** FX Ma** illusions Something extrodinarly strange Home the deranged you thought you could hang You smell the look of the in the instimentle case The time is now for you to try and leave this place You jump in the corner Running down the hallway you see a door You think it's nothing You open it and fall right through the floor There's no escape so living to live Becomes a spiritual angish or even test of hell is wrong My testimony sparks the intrum from you ba*tards Wickedly macking I leave yo a** in bandages So with yo roosta leaving with some broke necks You can't f**k with the flicks check the FX