Limp Bizkit - Killer In You Lyrics

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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 and shut 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 his homeboy a license to kill

And if he comes knocking I'm going to show him the deal

What the fuck you gonna do about that

What the fuck you gonna do about that

When the killer shows up with a gat

You gonna have to grab yourself a baseball bat

To remind this motherfucker where the home runs at

What the fuck you gonna do about that

What the fuck you gonna do about that

Your gonna have to face the moment of truth

You know what to do

You gonna have to 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 superfly shit

So scandalous and everything about him is wrong

Chainsaw starting up at the crack of dawn

Leatherface is a pussy he don't compare

He'll have you shitting in your motherfucking underwear

All your homies coming hard better get a grip

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

We got to stop and shut this motherfucker down

Show his ass who runs this motherfucking town

Show his ass who runs this motherfucking town

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What the fuck you gonna do about that

What the fuck you gonna do about that

When the killer shows up with a gat

You gonna have to grab yourself a baseball bat

To remind this motherfucker where the home runs at

What the fuck you gonna do about that

What the fuck you gonna do about that

Your 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

Let's find the killer in you

Show that motherfucker the deal

And now it's real

And now it's real

Kill that motherfucker

Kill that motherfucker

Kill that motherfucker

Kill that motherfucker

Kill that motherfucker

Kill that motherfucker

Kill that motherfucker

Kill that motherfucker

What the fuck you gonna do about that

What the fuck you gonna do about that

When the killer shows up with a gat

You gonna have to grab yourself a baseball bat

To remind this motherfucker where the home runs at

What the fuck you gonna do about that

What the fuck you gonna do about that

Your gonna have to face the moment of truth

You know what to do

You gonna have to go and find the killer in you

Send "Killer In You" ringtone to your cell