Home Sweet Home
House of Krazees Lyrics


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

Drop the dues and now you know me, but who knows me
Sown up they fucking eyes so they can't see

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

Never been a bitch, don't wanna be one
Any nigga can talk shit, when packing a gun
But the mack always stays true to the self
And you need to put your wack shit back up on the shelf

'Cause I'm a mad man, nothing but the mad man
Fuck the mad man, lunatic, psycho, Son of Sam
Niggas think that they mack because they diss
Anymore more niggas diss, I'ma get pissed
And drop a voodoo hex on that ass
Feel my wrath, burning suckers with the glass
Let the black magic get me by
I make the evil rain fall from the bright sunny sky

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

Home sweet home
The place where the lunatics roam
Lunatics roam

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

Packing the chrome, to ya dome, the only way out
Just a matter of time before the bullshit will play out
Ride the wave of a new breed
You suckers should take heed, I'm belting like a stampede
No need for mask magicians, the shit is all real
Never thought it'd be done to you, how's it feel
Taking the lives of men, women and child
You try to stop me, what, it wouldn't be worth while
My cork is popped like a bottle of champagne
On the loose man like a run away freight train

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

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

Home sweet home
The place where the lunatics roam
Lunatics roam

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

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

Born first time
Cause I'm havin' them side lines
Evil like a kenival
I'm a dead devil in drag

(?)
I saw so many bodies
I saw swanson outta buisness, yall

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

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

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

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

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

There's no livin' room, bedrooms
caskets are spread
Kitchen is killer like Jeffery Dahmer
He tracks his dead

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

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

Home sweet home, the place where the lunatics roam
Lunatics roam

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

Home sweet home, the place where the lunatics roam
Lunatics roam





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

Overall Meaning

The House of Krazees' song "Home Sweet Home" is a dark and aggressive song that illustrates the perspective of a madman who lives in an insane asylum. The song opens with the lyrics, "Home sweet home, the place where the lunatics roam. 'Bout to peel a cop wit my chrome," which sets the tone for the rest of the song. The character is shown to be violent, resorting to using guns and other dangerous items to deal with people who cross him. At the same time, he feels misunderstood and ostracized by society, feeling like he's only respected for his ability to be violent rather than his true self. The song also includes fantastical and supernatural elements, as the character discusses using voodoo and black magic to get revenge on those who anger him.


The lyrics of "Home Sweet Home" paint a vivid picture of a man who is mentally unstable and isolated from the rest of society. The song explores themes of violence, alienation, and madness. It provides a window into the mind of someone who is struggling with these issues and offers a glimpse into the dark underbelly of society. Overall, the House of Krazees created a haunting and intense track that shows off their unique perspective.


Line by Line Meaning

Home sweet home, the place where the lunatics roam
The song is about the House of Krazees, a place where the members consider themselves to be crazy or unpredictable.


'Bout to peel a cop wit my chrome
The singer is about to use their gun to harm or kill a police officer.


Drop the dues and now you know me, but who knows me
After paying their dues, the singer believes that people might have a certain perception of them, but they question if anyone truly knows them.


Sown up they fucking eyes so they can't see
People have blinded themselves to the truth, refusing to acknowledge the reality of the artist's actions.


Niggas know me for being fake but then I step to em
People have labeled the artist as fake or insincere, but when confronted, the artist proves otherwise.


And give 'em a plate just for old times sake
As a gesture of nostalgia and familiarity, the singer offers something to someone they have a history with.


Never been a bitch, don't wanna be one
The singer has never been cowardly or weak, and has no desire to be seen as such.


Any nigga can talk shit, when packing a gun
Anyone can bravely talk nonsense when they have a weapon, but it doesn't make them tougher or more intimidating.


But the mack always stays true to the self
The artist, despite their aggressive image, remains authentic to their own character.


And you need to put your wack shit back up on the shelf
The artist criticizes someone's inferior work, suggesting that they should remove it from public view.


'Cause I'm a mad man, nothing but the mad man
The singer proudly identifies as a crazy individual, embracing their insanity.


Fuck the mad man, lunatic, psycho, Son of Sam
The artist strongly rejects the idea of being like other madmen or psychopaths, specifically referencing the notorious serial killer Son of Sam.


Niggas think that they mack because they diss
Some individuals believe they are superior or powerful due to their ability to insult others.


Anymore more niggas diss, I'ma get pissed
If more people continue to insult the singer, they will become angry and may retaliate.


And drop a voodoo hex on that ass
As a form of revenge, the singer threatens to use voodoo to harm their enemies.


Feel my wrath, burning suckers with the glass
The artist's anger and vengeance will be unleashed, resulting in pain and destruction for those who have wronged them.


Let the black magic get me by
The artist relies on dark, supernatural forces to assist them in seeking revenge or achieving their goals.


I make the evil rain fall from the bright sunny sky
The singer's actions bring chaos and darkness even to seemingly pleasant or sunny situations.


Know as a fucker, but please don't test
While the singer is commonly known as someone who is difficult or confrontational, they warn against challenging them.


Fuck around and catch two to ya fucking chest
If someone continues to provoke or disrespect the artist, they may end up getting shot in the chest.


Now it's time for me to be lazy
Having dealt with various conflicts or issues, the artist intends to relax or take a break.


When chilling out in the home in the House Of Krazees
The artist finds solace and peace when they are at home in the House of Krazees, embracing their crazy or unpredictable nature.


Packing the chrome, to ya dome, the only way out
The only way for the singer to escape or resolve a difficult situation is by using their gun to threaten or harm someone.


Just a matter of time before the bullshit will play out
The artist believes that eventually, all the lies and deception surrounding a certain situation will be exposed or come to an end.


Ride the wave of a new breed
The singer is part of a new generation or group that is unique and extraordinary.


You suckers should take heed, I'm belting like a stampede
Others should pay attention and be cautious because the singer is charging forward aggressively and with great force, like a stampede of animals.


No need for mask magicians, the shit is all real
There is no need for deception or illusions, as everything the singer does is genuine and authentic.


Never thought it'd be done to you, how's it feel
The artist implies that the person they are addressing never expected to experience the same negative treatment they have been dishing out, questioning how they feel now.


Taking the lives of men, women and child
The artist has no regard for age or gender, willing to kill anyone in their path.


You try to stop me, what, it wouldn't be worth while
Attempting to prevent the singer from carrying out their actions would be futile and not worth the effort.


My cork is popped like a bottle of champagne
The singer's anger or frustration has reached its peak, like the sudden release of pressure from a champagne bottle.


On the loose man like a run away freight train
The artist is running wild and unstoppable, similar to a freight train that has broken free from its tracks.


No one to be fucked with especially on no dumb shit
The artist should not be messed with, especially when it comes to trivial or nonsensical matters.


I rolled you and I smoked you like a motherfucking blunt bitch
The artist metaphorically dominated and defeated their enemy, comparing it to rolling and smoking a marijuana blunt.


Pack ya bags cause I'm coming for ya
The singer warns their target to prepare to leave or face the consequences as they are about to confront them.


Can't find ya now, so your brother be subbing for ya
Unable to locate their intended target, the artist threatens to harm their sibling instead as a substitute or replacement.


I'm going get mine, like you going get yours
The singer is determined to achieve their goals or revenge, just as their adversary will eventually face consequences for their actions.


Blood stains in the halls, dead men on the floors
The House of Krazees is depicted as a place where there is violence and death, with blood and dead bodies throughout the building.


Peek through a window with broke glass
The singer views the world through the shattered and distorted lens of their own damaged perspective.


My time has come, at last to stick your motha fucking ass
The artist believes that the time has finally arrived for them to confront and harm their enemy.


Bury me six feet, and I will still creep
Even if the artist appears to be dead or defeated, they will continue to haunt or come back to seek revenge.


And raise the hell that put you in a dead sleep
The singer will unleash chaos or create a troubling situation that will disturb or awaken their enemies from their supposed peaceful state.


So when you're asleep, I creep inside your dome
When someone is vulnerable or not paying attention, the singer will infiltrate their mind or consciousness, causing fear or discomfort.


And let you know about my home sweet home
The artist takes the opportunity to inform their enemies about the House of Krazees, emphasizing their association with chaos and madness.


Run hurry run quick
The artist urges someone to run and escape quickly.


I got 'em on tha go
The artist has caught or captured someone, keeping them in motion or unable to rest.


Don't move too slow
The singer warns someone to act swiftly and not to hesitate or take too long.


'Cause I'll make your head role
If someone fails to comply or challenges the artist, they will end up losing their life or suffering a terrible fate.


Born first time
The singer believes that they were born uniquely or one-of-a-kind.


Cause I'm havin' them side lines
The singer's unconventional actions or thoughts set them apart from others, earning them a distinct perspective.


Evil like a kenival
The singer possesses a level of wickedness or malevolence comparable to the infamous daredevil Evel Knievel.


I'm a dead devil in drag
The artist combines the imagery of a devil and a drag queen to express their bizarre and twisted nature.


(?)
The meaning of this line is unknown or unclear.


I saw so many bodies
The singer has witnessed or been involved in numerous deaths or violent incidents.


I saw swanson outta buisness, yall
The singer observed the ending or downfall of a person or business named Swanson.


Nigga's that try to loot my home sweet home
Those who attempt to take advantage or exploit the House of Krazees will face consequences or retaliation.


I'll make click, I click, and stick
The artist will form alliances or connections with their allies and take action against their enemies, firmly establishing their loyalty and commitment.


Untill they known, they fuckin' gone
The artist will continue to attack or confront their enemies until they are defeated or completely eliminated.


And the House Of Krazees race it a sale room
The House of Krazees becomes a place where the singer and their allies aggressively sell or distribute their products or services.


That's where we hold all the unborn deadly ghouls
The House of Krazees is where the members nurture and cultivate their ideas or creations that possess destructive or terrifying potential.


And for you fools that don't believe me
The singer addresses those who doubt or dismiss their abilities, asserting that they are wrong.


You gonna be seein' nightmare from this kick
Those who doubt the singer will experience fear and distress as a consequence of their actions or retaliation.


You betta be scared bitch
The singer warns someone to be frightened or intimidated by their presence and power.


And in my bedroom is my domain
The artist's bedroom symbolizes their personal space and authority, where they have control and power.


Where I fix my brain
The artist uses their bedroom as a place to think, plan, and strengthen their mental resolve.


To bring you all this hella style
The singer creates or presents their unique and exceptional style or manner of doing things.


Of dope pain
The singer's style and expression are characterized by intense and powerful emotions, reflecting the intensity of their experiences.


Off (?), off tracks, all heads ya dead
The artist's actions or behavior deviate from societal norms or expectations, resulting in the demise or destruction of anyone who opposes them.


Treasure my hard ass home until my death is red
The artist cherishes and values their intense and challenging lifestyle or environment until their dying breath.


Schitzofrania runs through my viens
The artist suffers from or identifies with schizophrenia, a mental disorder characterized by distorted thoughts and behaviors.


Havin' memory lapses, I might kill my nigga's
Due to memory loss or mental instability, the singer may unintentionally harm or kill their friends or acquaintances.


That's how I aim
The artist's unpredictable or erratic behavior influences their actions, including how they target or attack others.


They watch me like a hawk
Others closely monitor or observe the singer, paying attention to their every move.


in my home sweet home
This refers to the surveillance or scrutiny the singer experiences within the House of Krazees.


If I get outta line
If the singer deviates from what is expected or acceptable, they will face consequences or punishment from those watching them.


they shoot me 'til I'm gone, I'm gone
Those monitoring the artist will not hesitate to eliminate them if they step out of line or become a threat.


There's no livin' room, bedrooms
The House of Krazees lacks traditional spaces or areas designated for relaxation or rest.


caskets are spread
Instead of typical furniture or decor, coffins or burial containers are present throughout the House of Krazees, adding to its eerie atmosphere.


Kitchen is killer like Jeffery Dahmer
The kitchen in the House of Krazees is associated with violence and horror, comparing it to the infamous serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer's gruesome actions.


He tracks his dead
Jeffrey Dahmer was known for keeping human remains, and similarly, the artist keeps track of their victims or those they have harmed.


On the day I was born my eyes were blush of red
From birth, the artist's eyes had a reddish tint, symbolizing their inherent connection to darkness, violence, or evil.


Dead bodies now run me like Jordan
The artist has become controlled or influenced by the presence and memory of all the dead bodies they have encountered or caused, likening it to the way basketball player Michael Jordan dominated games.


That's what I said
The singer reiterates their previous statement, emphasizing the connection between their identity and the dead bodies they encounter.


But don't come knockin' at my door
The artist warns against approaching or bothering them at their home.


And run your throat
If someone tries to confront or challenge the singer, they will attack or harm them, specifically targeting their throat.


To be locked down in my home sweet home
Attempting to interfere with the House of Krazees or the singer's domain will result in being trapped or imprisoned within it.


Lunatics roam
This is a repetition to emphasize that crazy or unpredictable individuals are free to move around or exist within the House of Krazees.




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Miles Westmoreland

18 year old jamie, 20 year old EXP, 21 yr old ROC.....CLASSIC!!!

Goingsnake H. Spiritchaser

Fucking classic. Always takes me back to being a kid around Halloween time, hangin with the homies, getting high, smoking cigs, listening to this & enjoying dark forest nights.

Vin Loc

That sounds dope dude lol

Cloud Air

THIS IS THE GREATEST INTRO EVER!!!!!!

Lord Justin tha Goblin

Getting into these guys, they're fucking insane. Great beats and horrophoric lyrics.

Miles Westmoreland

the intro to jamie and Paul's career

FizzoCleezy

& Born 2 do this🤘

Miles Westmoreland

home sweet home is such a fuckin banger

NinjaBlaze1025

Diary of a madman samples an old three six mafia beat hell ya

Daniël-Andy Becu

It doesn't, it's just the same sample from the Halloween movie soundtrack, the three 6 track "Body Parts" is from 1996, 3 years later than this.

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