Lyrics
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Wrekhouse be up in yo face bitch!
Verse 1: I be krisis from the ghetto,
If u know me then u know,
The place is full of fake gangstas,
posers, and dont forget the wankstas,
too many fights go down in front of me,
then expect me to help em constently,
i don't think like where i come from,
i look outside my house, and it makes my face num,
don't know how or why it all started,
don't really care how i got charted,
but u be up in my face bout all this shit,
just makes me wanna throw a fit,
i got the fake ass crips,
makin everyday trips,
to ppl i dun like,
even if he only stole my bike,
so don't try and fool wit my boys,
or we'll rip u apart just like toys.
Chorusx1: This is my final warning,
Can't take all this shit i am fed,
This be my final warning,
Anymore will blow up my head.
Verse 2: All the things i have to take,
Ppl actin cool but they know they fake,
Pisses me off when i see it in front of me,
just wanna be locked up, throw away the key,
Can't see myself dealing with this,
Always walkin around with closed fists,
Seen one kid get slashed across the eyes,
Not fun to watch him bleed while he dies,
Got into drugs at a young age,
Feels like im alone in a cage,
Can't help but feel insane,
Scarred for life like the wrestler Kane,
Haha sound funny but it's all true,
So don't sit there starin, take a clue,
Don't come around my street,
Cuz if u do, u be walkin home bare feet.
Chrousx1--
Verse 3: This be verse 3,
Why's my life so shitty?
That's what i can't decide on,
Livin my life like an x-con,
Seems evil's got a nack,
For always breathing down my back,
It's hard to live the life i do,
Gunna live a new life i never knew,
My bro Ven be makin it big,
Sony gave him his first gig,
But im right behind u motherfucker,
and i be gettin my gig a little sooner,
So don't all u worry bout me,
Soon it be time for a Wreckhouse Party,
In a 20 story building that we own,
Next we'll be livin in the skydome.
Chorusx2--
That's Right bitches!
Wreckhouse,
Krisis her to stay.
