Lyrics Limp Bizkit

Limp Bizkit

Killer in You

There's a motherfucking killer on the loose

And he'll destroy every single one of you

You'd better watch it cos he's lookin' for your ass now

Better lock all your doors shut the house down

He's making a list and he's checkin' it twice

He was born pissed and he's ready to slice

His reality ain't like yours and mine

He can she'd blood I hope it ain't mine

He don't give a fuck if you cryin' for help

He was born blind in the chambers of hell

Satan gave this homeboy a licence to kill

And if he comes knockin' I'mma show him the deal

What the fuck you gonna do about that (x2)

When the killer showing up with a gat

You goin' have to grab your ass a baseball bat

Remind this motherfucker where the home run's at

What the fuck you gonna do about that (x2)

You gonna have to face the moment of truth

You know what to do

You gonna to have to go and find the killer in you

He's got a trunk full of hatchets and shit

Bombs, gasoline, matches and shit

Anything that make a human die quick

Creepin' in the night like some super-sly shit

So?scardiless? everything about him wrong

Chainsaw stalk none at the crack of dawn

Leatherface is a pussy, It don't compare

He'll have you shitting in your motherfucking underwear

All you homies that can hunt better get a grip

He'll kill your wife and your baby sleeping in the crib

We gotta stop him

Shut this motherfucker down

Show his ass who runs this motherfucking town (x2)

What the fuck you gonna do about that (x2)

When the killer showing up with a gat

You goin' have to grab your ass a baseball bat

Remind this motherfucker where the home run's at

What the fuck you gonna do about that (x2)

You gonna have to face the moment of truth

You know what to do

You gonna to have to go and find the killer in you

Plant that motherfucker on the curb

Saw the killer in you

Show that motherfucker what the deal

What's real

Now it's real

Yeaaahhh (Kill that motherfucker)

What the fuck you gonna do about that (x2)

When the killer showing up with a gat

You goin' have to grab your ass a baseball bat

Remind this motherfucker where the home run's at

What the fuck you gonna do about that (x2)

You gonna have to face the moment of truth

You know what to do

You gonna to have to go and find the killer in you