| (KRIZZ KALIKO) | |
| Hahaha, peek-a-boo. I see you. Hahaha. Aww. What's the matter? You don't love me anymore? | |
| Hahaha. Peek-a-boo niggas. Yea. I see ya. Big Krizz Kaliko, baby. Kali baby. | |
| Twiztid | |
| , | |
| Prozak | |
| . Yea. Strange Music and Psychopathic holdin' down the underground. Still | |
| Like this... | |
| It ain't over when ya think it's exonerated, gonna hate it, | |
| It's on on sight and you think I ain't the type (Right) | |
| And Christmas ain't enough to make Krizz miss | |
| Hit 'em in the middle of 'em turn 'em into Swiss Miss, this | |
| Too hard to turn back when it's irreconcilable, | |
| Tempers is volatile when you feel you got violence all bottled up | |
| I'mma sum it up | |
| I'mma change my angle from an angel to gettin' niggas runnin' up | |
| Ain't a gangsta or soldier but thanks to ignorant niggas now I got a chip on my shoulder | |
| It started in the eightees, baby went, crazy, maybe been, Hades, but I'm heaven sent | |
| You can see it on my face I'm a saint | |
| That don't mean I can't go real hard in the paint | |
| My mind at a place but with medicine | |
| I'll be much better in a week or two, | |
| if not peek-a-boo | |
| (CHORUS) | |
| Peek-a-boo. I see you. Tell me what you're gonna do. (PEEK-A-BOO!) | |
| Peek-a-boo. You see me. Standing right in front of you. (I SEE YOU!) | |
| Peek-a-boo. I see you. Now it comes right back to you. (PEEK-A-BOO!) | |
| Peek-a-boo. Okay, go. ???? (I SEE YOU!) | |
| (PROZAK) | |
| Yo, some say my candle burns at both ends | |
| Insanity in my brain stems | |
| I think these are the reasons I have no friends | |
| You begin to choke and, ya blood get soaked in, I leave ya dizzy like that bitch Lindsey Lohan | |
| There ain't no hope man, go straight to the throat, damn! | |
| Prozak and Kaliko, Twiztid, here come the horsemen | |
| Always stay renegaded, the solo killa, warfare gorilla, hitchcock, they call me Prozilla | |
| So peep da chronicles lyrics so diabolical | |
| I'll leave ya brain matter splattered with hair follicles | |
| Behold the prophecies before I am done | |
| I shall leave a wake of destruction and follow the sun | |
| All hail the ominous one | |
| who went to prom wit a gun, and now they're screamin' and runnin' | |
| But now it's time for the fun | |
| Careful never to cross a man when you don't know what he goin' through | |
| Prozak, psychopath, bitch, peek-a-boo! | |
| (CHORUS) | |
| Peek-a-boo. I see you. Tell me what you're gonna do (PEEK-A-BOO!) | |
| Peek-a-boo. You see me. Standing right in front of you (I SEE YOU!) | |
| Peek-a-boo. I see you. Now it comes right back to you. (PEEK-A-BOO!) | |
| Peek-a-boo. Okay, go. ???? (I SEE YOU!) | |
| (TWIZTID) | |
| I'm sicker than most folks who say they mind twisted | |
| Like chrome on gold spokes, pop hoes like No-doz | |
| I'm hunting motha****ers down in nightmares | |
| Prepare for the chance that I'm there and get your life spared | |
| Fight fair? Never, not me, **** with the wrong cat | |
| Watch a big dog flee | |
| I'm bad news like teen pregnancy | |
| and you know at the second you say some shit about me | |
| I'm not a bottom feeder | |
| Bring the grim reaper to the non believer | |
| Tell him death wanna meet ya (Here we go!) | |
| Ferocious, the Earth die screamin' | |
| invaded by cockroaches and screw fly demons | |
| Homicidal, I'm carvin' a final draft, big names with x's through 'em | |
| scibbled in my note pad (PEEK-A-BOO!) | |
| Cross 'em out and trace 'em like silhouettes, | |
| Leave 'em bloody and dismembered so nobody ever forgets (I SEE YOU!) | |
| (CHORUS) | |
| Peek-a-boo. I see you. Tell me what you're gonna do. (PEEK-A-BOO!) | |
| Peek-a-boo. You see me. Standing right in front of you. (I SEE YOU!) | |
| Peek-a-boo. I see you. Now it comes right back to you. (PEEK-A-BOO!) | |
| Peek-a-boo. Okay, go. ???? (I SEE YOU!) |
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