Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

Home sweet home, the place the lunatics roam
'Bout to a cop wit my chrome

the dues and now you know me, but who knows me
Sown up they fucking eyes so they see

Niggas know me for being fake but then I to em
And 'em a plate just for old times sake

Never been a bitch, wanna be one
Any nigga can talk shit, packing a gun
But the always stays true to the self
And you need to put your wack shit up on the shelf

'Cause I'm a mad man, but the mad man
the mad man, lunatic, psycho, Son of Sam
Niggas think that they mack they diss
Anymore more niggas diss, get pissed
And drop a voodoo hex on ass
Feel my wrath, burning suckers the glass
Let the magic get me by
I the evil rain fall from the bright sunny sky

Know as a fucker, but don't test
Fuck around and catch two to ya fucking
Now time for me to be lazy
When chilling out in the in the House Of Krazees

Home sweet
The place the lunatics roam
Lunatics

Home home
The where the lunatics roam
to peel a cop wit my chrome

Packing the chrome, to ya dome, the way out
Just a matter of time before the bullshit will out
Ride the wave of a new
You suckers take heed, I'm belting like a stampede
No need for mask magicians, the is all real
Never thought it'd be done to you, how's it
Taking the of men, women and child
You try to stop me, what, it be worth while
My cork is popped like a of champagne
On the loose man a run away freight train

No one to be fucked with especially on no shit
I rolled you and I smoked you like a blunt bitch
Pack ya bags cause I'm for ya
Can't find ya now, so your brother be for ya
I'm going get mine, like you going get
Blood in the halls, dead men on the floors

Peek through a window with broke
My time has come, at last to your motha fucking ass
Bury me six feet, and I still creep
And raise the hell that put you in a sleep
So when you're asleep, I creep your dome
And let you know about my sweet home

Home home
The where the lunatics roam
roam

Home home
The place where the lunatics
'Bout to peel a cop wit my

Run hurry run
I got 'em on tha go
Don't too slow
I'll make your head role

Born time
Cause I'm havin' side lines
Evil like a
I'm a dead devil in

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I saw so bodies
I saw outta buisness, yall

Nigga's that try to my home sweet home
I'll make click, I click, and
Untill they known, they fuckin'
And the House Of race it a sale room

That's where we hold all the unborn ghouls
And for you that don't believe me
You gonna be seein' nightmare from this
You be scared bitch

And in my bedroom is my
Where I fix my
To bring you all this style
Of dope

Off (?), off tracks, all heads ya
Treasure my hard ass until my death is red
Schitzofrania runs my viens
Havin' memory lapses, I kill my nigga's
how I aim

They watch me a hawk
in my home sweet
If I get outta
they shoot me I'm gone, I'm gone

no livin' room, bedrooms
caskets are
Kitchen is like Jeffery Dahmer
He tracks his

On the day I was born my were blush of red
Dead bodies now run me Jordan
That's I said

But don't come knockin' at my
And run throat
To be locked down in my home sweet

Home home, the place where the lunatics roam
roam

Home sweet home, the where the lunatics roam
'Bout to peel a cop wit my

Home sweet home, the place the lunatics roam
roam

Home sweet home, the place where the lunatics
'Bout to a cop wit my chrome