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There's a motherfucking killer on the loose And he'll destroy every single one of you You better watch it cause he's looking for your ass now Better lock all your doors hut the house down He's making a list and he's checking it twice He was born pissed and he's ready to slice His reality ain't like yours or mine He can shed blood I hope it ain't mine He don't give a fuck if your crying for help He was born blind in the chambers of hell Satan gave this homeboy a license to kill And if he comes knocking I'ma show him the deal What the fuck you gonna do about that What the fuck you gonna do about that When the killer showin' up with a Gat You gonna have to grab your ass a baseball bat Remind this motherfucker where the home-runs at What the fuck you gonna do about that What the fuck you gonna do about that You gonna have to face the moment of truth You know what to do You gonna have to go and find the killer in you He's got a trunk full of hatches and shit Bombs, gasoline, matches and shit Anything to make a human die quick Creeping in the night like some super fly shit So scandalous, everything about him wrong Chainsaw starting up at the crack of dawn Leather face is a pussy it don't compare Have you shitting in your motherfucking underwear All you homies actin' hard better get a grip He'll kill your wife and your baby sleeping in the crib We got to stop him, shut this motherfucker down Show his ass who runs this motherfucking town Show his ass who runs this motherfucking town What the fuck you gonna do about that What the fuck you gonna do about that When the killer showin' up with a Gat You gonna have to grab your ass a baseball bat Remind this motherfucker where the home-runs at What the fuck you gonna do about that What the fuck you gonna do about that You gonna have to face the moment of truth You know what to do You gonna have to go and find the killer in you Lay that motherfucker on the curb Find the killer in you Show that motherfucker what the real And now it's real And now it's real Yeah, kill that motherfucker Kill that, kill that motherfucker Kill that motherfucker Kill that, kill that motherfucker Kill that motherfucker Kill that, kill that motherfucker Kill that motherfucker Kill that, kill that motherfucker What the fuck you gonna do about that What the fuck you gonna do about that When the killer showin' up with a Gat You gonna have to grab your ass a baseball bat Remind this motherfucker where the home-runs at What the fuck you gonna do about that What the fuck you gonna do about that You gonna have to face the moment of truth You know what to do You gonna have to go and find the killer in you