House Of Krazees Violent Memories Lyrics

Violent Memories Lyrics

Nuthin in my mind but violent memories



Oh shit how can it be



Preminitions of me shootin heroine in my vain



Call me insane



Never knw what i did could be labeled As horror bitch suck my dick



Memories did come to haunt my ass



Like that time i slit my wrists with glass



Blood scattered along the basement floor



Drag my limp ass body to the door



What the fuck i hear my little sister screamin



Oh no where do i go



Bloods pourin out my wrist like a faucet



Losin my shit hopin ima make it



Violent memories i see the pain in red



Violent memories of dreams inside my head



So was she a bad girl or was she not



Daddy didnt stop couldnt stop and wouldnt stop



Every night daddy search sara's bedroom



Touching private parts came from the mommys womb



Please she cries it hurts to look at the core



Of these acts of violence sexual and more



And in the morning sara washes till she bleeds



Screamin mommy it really hurts from daddys deeds



Sara's off to school a smiley face but dark inside



Sara takes a wrong turn down Otto Drive



Sees her friend Mary G she knows her pain



She looks deep into her eyes she sees the shame



Reaches into her bag and gets the gun



Gives Mary G a hug for comin through for once



Sara back to the house about 9 in the morning



And sees mommy and daddy doing dirty deeds



And the enters the room sara goes into



Surprise daddy pulls out his gun and shot terror rise



Violent memories death i see the pain in red



Violent memories the dreams inside my head



Wait for the being and what she thought was right



The mother fucker comes home drunk every night



Set trippin about what he had to do



What he want from you and how hes gonna get it too



Slap here smack there an ass kickin mono



He tried to cut her throat with a broken bottle



Call the cops what did they do bull shit



They turned around cus theyre throat really was a slit



Packin along with her own hands pullin on a 44



She left his ass dead on the floor



And now shes locked up visions down memory lane



And then she takes a bath and she bled insane



Violent memories i see the pain in red



Violent memories the thoughts inside my head