paroles de chanson The Crazy Area - The Psycho Realm , Duke , Sick Jacken

Crazy ass Psycho City blocks street ghetto red hot
Dangerous slums woods lost 'hoods burnt spots we live in
Killing fields, death fills
Concrete jungles rumbles ill
Sick projects swinging steel
Real towns around you get killed

The players in the scheme unfold and flash guns
And fill our thoughts with "Fuck everyone"
Plots will involve action
And leave crooks in hiding crime on the run
Cops run around and patrol
But can't handle the vandal big psyclone
C.R.A.S.H. wants me gone
So we all fight and die and the crazy area lives on
Welcome to wild raid zones
Where sirens will pierce your ears like deaf tones
Move fast and don't get smoked
Cause echoes of a massacre flood the ghetto
Stroll the roads downtown
Where the residents are masked with sad faced clowns
Come grab your straps and get down
And drown the streets with murder surround sound

In this jail cell we call hell and dwell
In well kept project homes built to tilt, what's real
We manage to kill any chance with true skill
Imprisoned until we give our lives as payment for bail
We will feel the sting misery sings about a king
Who brings angels with stripped wings
Fallen rings turned cliques who click arms in wrong street 'nam
Destroy calm and bring fatal winds that birth harm
Create alarm by dawn they're releasing the bomb
And we're unaware, numb, entranced like shakes charmed
Fatal bond between us and bullets
Give us better odds for premature death than Russian roulette
And who'll pull it? raw dog analog, mind fog, thoughts clogged
Crooked action ration is camouflaged
Passion is sabotaged we're livings heartless
Out there doing dirt the one's who spark this

Crazy ass Psycho City blocks, street, ghetto, red, hot
Dangerous slums woods lost 'hoods burnt spots we live in
Killing fields death fills
Concrete jungles rumbles ill
Sick projects swinging steel
Real towns around you get killed