South Park Mexican - Jackers In My Home Lyrics

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They wipe tears while i wipe fingerprints off lead

They say "shoot for the stars" i say "shoot for the head".

I believe in good times having peace and fun

But i'm still in my room tryna grease my gun.

Can't let it get rusty: if a shoot-out breaks

The only thing i want jammin' is my screwed-out tape.

And tomorrow's the big day gotta get my rest

Fourty-five g's outta town lick buyin' tres.

I'm all alone my girl said that she couldn't make it

'cause she caught a damn cold and her whole body's aching.

And i feel kind of nervous butterflies in my stomach

But i drift off to sleep really thinkin' nothing of it.

Then something wakes me up and i open my eyes

Somebody's in my house i'm heartbroken 'cause i

Couldn't tell my mom "bye" they finally caught me slippin'

Im'a die like a man homeboy i ain't trippin.

Gunshots to my dome jackers in my home

Nuthin' too fancy just your average tombstone.

I'm sorry that i chose the life under the curse

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church.

Gun shots to my dome jackers in my home

Nuthin' too fancy just your average tombstone.

I'm sorry that i chose the life under the curse

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church.

Dreams of the cream enemies on different teams

Red beans in my house man this shit is so extreme.

I saw em' dressed up in all black wit da mask

And i knew they was coming for the birds and the cash.

So i rolled out my bed hit the floor and start crawlin'

And this is the price that you pay when your ballin'

But how did they get the spare key to my crib;

It had to be my bitch she gon' die if i live!

Usually i keep a black glock on my dresser

And i'm hearin' someone whisper sayin' "los im'a getcha!"

And i'm knowin' it's the devil but i pay him no mind

I been dodging that fool ever since i was nine.

Gotta make it to the closet where i keep my mossberg

Slug shots one hit never speak another word.

Little did i know they had night vision goggles

When they saw me on the floor boy squeezed on the throttle.

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Gunshots to my dome jackers in my home

Nuthin' too fancy just your average tombstone.

I'm sorry that i chose the life under the curse

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church.

Gunshots to my dome jackers in my home

Nuthin' too fancy just your average tombstone.

I'm sorry that i chose the life under the curse

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church.

Shots started ringin i was tumbling and divin'

Runnin' out of time with my mind on survivin'.

Dove out the window but i started seein' stars

I forgot last week 'bout some burglar bars.

Now my face is all wet and i know it ain't sweat

Bullet hit my leg so i rolled to the left.

Guess where i was at; damn right in the closet

Grabbed a pump now it's my turn to make a deposit.

Damn slugs ain't no punk hit the boy in his back

Saw his right leg flyin' and it knocked down my lamp.

Unloaded reloaded was a three man army

Now they lookin' like piñatas at the end of a party.

One was still alive so i start askin' questions

He could barely talk spittin' blood like venom.

He said he had a team and people would rent him

I killed the messengers now i need who sent em'.

Gunshots to my dome jackers in my home

Nuthin' too fancy just your average tombstone.

I'm sorry that i chose the life under the curse

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church.

Gunshots to my dome jackers in my home

Nuthin' too fancy just your average tombstone.

I'm sorry that i chose the life under the curse

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church.

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