Monstrosity - Intellectual

[Intro]

House of Krazees

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[Mr. Bones]

Monstrosity, our anthologies, new velocity

It's probably in perportion to people's disturbing curiosity

Everyone likes a psycho, especially (Krazee) freek shows

When enchained, on display, and amusement of all the people

"Look mom he's waving back at me is he actually

Sick enough to kill me and eat me after he capture me?

Or will he keep me alive?" Picture my animosity

The thought of me killin' you 'fore I eat you is generosity!

The world has no apologies to offer me, they bother me

With talks of perfection while I'm walkin' amongst so awkwardly

Talk of me and my brothers with flashlights under covers

Like ghost stories at night to scare the shit out of each other

Is it possible to kill 'em all in their sleep without a fight?

I don't know but roll the dice and close your eyes and say good night

We waitin' to strike, deep in the dark with them shark teeth

Intoxicated from the anxiety, fear, and disbelief

[Hook]

The sick generation

[The R.O.C.]

(This one's third eye is set to spyin')

Where are the britghter skies went? Sick of the way that I cry when

Wish I rush stuff like a bison while teeth get sharp as a lycan

Utilize all of my outlets, take me up out this, no can't do that

Blew out my brains and they grew back, blew out your brains, I'ma use that

No simply crazy and you can't get my station

I'm not even on my way, a frequency scale

My rhythmatic form, how it rips it right off the back

And our army is finicky, vengeance swells

You hatin' this male, you chopped down my sails

I'm drinkin' the shit 'cause I'm sick, the price of my body

Rippin' you outta my conscious for all, the nigga's a monster

[Hook]

The sick generation

[Hektic]

(Now check this one here)

Gotta hit my brain right? Before I leave behind a

A murderer scene that'll rival any one of your gang fights

And I'll do it in plain sight, I'm underground like a drain pipe

I'm like a monster lookin' for something to eat by daylight

Please don't let me leave from the house

Or I'll become the next killer the news is talkin' about

You've got nothin' more than a mouth

And I spout evil and poison, I can never be casted out

I'm a monster without a doubt

And I'm walkin' around with nothin' but trouble, I hear 'em shout

I'm a (Monster!) and I believe I am

So I'm about to get to killin' every one I can, better call a coroner van

I'm on the loose and it looks like I got bath salts in my hands

I don't think I'll ever understand

So I just drown out all my feelings with killings and contraband

[Hook]

The sick generation