Limp Bizkit - Killer In You Lyrics
There's a mother*****ing killer on the looseAnd he'll destroy every single one of youYou'd better watch it cos he's lookin' for your ass nowBetter lock all your doors shut the house downHe's making a list and he's checkin' it twiceHe was born pissed and he's ready to sliceHis reality ain't like yours and mineHe can she'd blood I hope it ain't mineHe don't give a ***** if you cryin' for helpHe was born blind in the chambers of hellSatan gave this homeboy a licence to killAnd if he comes knockin' I'mma show him the dealWhat the ***** you gonna do about that (x2)When the killer showing up with a gatYou goin' have to grab your ass a baseball batRemind this mother*****er where the home run's atWhat the ***** you gonna do about that (x2)You gonna have to face the moment of truthYou know what to doYou gonna to have to go and find the killer in youHe's got a trunk full of hatchets and shitBombs, gasoline, matches and shitAnything that make a human die quickCreepin' in the night like some super-sly shitSo? scardiless? everything about him wrongChainsaw stalk none at the crack of dawnLeatherface is a *****, It don't compareHe'll have you shitting in your mother*****ing underwearAll you homies that can hunt better get a gripHe'll kill your wife and your baby sleeping in the cribWe gotta stop himShut this mother*****er downShow his ass who runs this mother*****ing town (x2)What the ***** you gonna do about that (x2)When the killer showing up with a gatYou goin' have to grab your ass a baseball batRemind this mother*****er where the home run's atWhat the ***** you gonna do about that (x2)You gonna have to face the moment of truthYou know what to doYou gonna to have to go and find the killer in youPlant that mother*****er on the curbSaw the killer in youShow that mother*****er what the dealWhat's realNow it's realYeaaahhh (Kill that mother*****er)What the ***** you gonna do about that (x2)When the killer showing up with a gatYou goin' have to grab your ass a baseball batRemind this mother*****er where the home run's atWhat the ***** you gonna do about that (x2)You gonna have to face the moment of truthYou know what to doYou gonna to have to go and find the killer in you
