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letra de down - house of krazees

down lyrics
[verse 1: the roc]
down you go, down i go with this retro horror muzic show
i tic and i tac to stick my knife in your assh0l-
my brain’s filled with rhymes that i drop on a dime
for a dollar i screw you, for two i’ma do you
so watch as i plot my death, a bullet to my f-ckin’ chest
i run with the house, punk, you know i go to the death
hektic, mr. bones, and roc, the dirty trio, [peep?]
who can rock them beats and run these [?] bl–dy streets
who can try to [d-ck?] me first then kiss me then i hit it ho
retro horror muzik, motherf-cker, so down we go

[verse 2: hektic]
rest in peace is what you told me before i died
it doesn’t matter ’cause it was just a sui-suicide
grave digger, my tombstone is my headrest
666 is my motherf-ckin’ address
no flowers, i don’t need ’em, so don’t bring a [ride?]
i just sit and hate, hopin’ everybody dies
popped the k!ll, the thrill of a blood quench
ain’t nothin’ like the smell of a death stench
corpses lyin’ on the ground like it ain’t sh-t
death is really gettin’ [?] gettin’ chapped lips
at last, there it is, i almost passed it
lay me down fast, trapped inside a casket
[verse 3: mr. bones]
down i go, down in a hole, with my soul
covered with dirt, i can feel my blood flow
through my veins, straight to my brain
as i lie in a casket deep in my hollow grave
wakin’ up, oh sh-t, i thought i was dead
suffered two gunshots to the side of my head
i thought i k!lled myself once upon a time
’cause of the f-cked up thoughts inside of my mind
but am i dead? did suicide ease my pain
or did i just result in an early grave
bugs and insects feast on my rotten flesh
but i’m still wonderin’, is life a f-ckin’ test?
six feet deep in the earth is where i sleep
but after witching hour, i feel the need to creep
through the streets, on a mission searchin’ for souls
’cause the blood on my hands seems much too old
take the toll inscribed in scrolls
dig me no hole, dig me no tomb, in my padded room
when we come, we grab ya by the throat
r.o.c., hektic, and mr. bones
is my name, you know the game
so i guess i’m locked down in my f-ckin’ brain

- house of krazees

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