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letra de no way - house of krazees

no way lyrics
[verse 1: the r.o.c.]
droppin’ suckers as i come out the grave
guess who’s back, house of krazees, so y’all be very afraid
think quicker, stay off the liquor
situation critical, [like jacks?] i’m breakin’ backs
[sniffin’ ajax with the skull?]
playin’ the lunatic on the love boat, slittin’ throats
dumpin’ bodies in the water, top gun it
your world goes black, look at you runnin’, stunnin’
heads rollin’, eyes swollen, throats chokin’
who’s provokin’? guns smokin’
lokin’, it’s the creeps, you can’t sleep
i’m in the seat, drivin’ your mind ’til that sucker bust
what’s up? [you say you challenge?], i’m off balance
besides, i’m braindead, misled in the head
see me chillin’ in my [?] room with the lights out
ha ha ha ha!

[verse 2: mr. bones]
when you tamper with me [in my field?] [?] [your grill?]
[punchin’ microphonеs like clocks?] ’til your blood spill
knuckles busted, [knivеs of?] stainless steel ain’t never rusted
attitude is dusted, you make me feel disgusted
sayin’ that you’re far from the ordinary, quite extraordinary
some other times you legendary, sweeter than a strawberry
[know what’s scary?] some of these fools gettin’ over
i bear that burden up upon my shoulder, i told ya
who rocked the rhymes over the fattest instrumental
who the money maker with the effervescent lyrical potential
is it me? i reside from the krazee home
it’s the red-faced bandit, aka mr. bones
with the nickel-plated chrome or the shiny butcher knife
i runs with the house, label me krazee for life
no need for replicatin’ all the styles we innovatin’
i’m aimin’ for [?] and yes i’m penetratin’
[verse 3: hektic]
i ain’t now way that you can f-ck with me, touch me never
before you can tackle with me, get it together
tougher than leather, darin’ emcees to run
fixin’ sights on my gun, public enemy number one
i’m scopin’ out keepin’ on dl
i’m lookin’ up names in the hotel right off of jefferson, but oh well
it ain’t no way for your escape
until i see paints, i gots to rely on cleanin’ slates
make no mistake, a clean shot if i can get it
it ain’t no time for bullsh-ttin’ n-ggas so don’t forget it
my target’s on lock now, pull the trigger, chick pow, i’m out
the back, and in the car, no one know who i are
feelin’ like a superstar man hang in the night
you know you ain’t right, don’t have me put you on sight
and blast off, heads rollin’ ’round like basketb-lls
thinkin’ to myself inside these padded walls, there’s no way out

[outro]
[?]

- house of krazees

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