Trailer Park Creepin' Lyrics - Krimson Creek - Boondox

Now I'm on the run 

On the run from it all 

I'd rather be shot dead 

Then locked up with the law 

Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN 

No place to hide 

And I gotta leave my whole world behind me 

My dog and my double wide 

You might call me pathetic 

You might say that I've lost my mind 

Sittin here in the driveway baby and clutchin on a forty-five 

But ya did me so wrong 

And I cant say I understand 

Now Im bout to blow ya brains out bitch into the arms of another man 

I cought you creep'n 

And now you goin to be sleepin with the worms in the dirt 

What the fuck was you thinkin 

Do I look like the kind of mothafucker you can cheat on 

You lookin like a fuckin whore I can beat on 

But I ever touch 

Never layed a single hand 

Nair hair on your head 

Never touch a single strand 

While I sittin here knowin whats bout to happen 

There goin get me for domestic because the pistol did the slapin 

Now I'm on the run 

On the run from it all 

I'd rather be shot dead 

Then locked up with the law 

Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN 

No place to hide 

And I gotta leave my whole world behind me 

My dog and my double wide 

Standin here in our bedroom 

With your body laid on the ground 

Two dead mothafuckas lookin silly with they blood sprayed all around 

And I'm sittin here thinkin where the fuck am I goin to go 

Burn the whole mothafuckin trailer to the dirt 

And its off to Mexico 

Adi's mothafuckas see you later 

When I kicked in the door of a double wide trailer 

And I saw your fuckin titties steady bouncin like Hydraulics 

And the next door neighbor had you fold like a wallet 

And I got to really say I was kind of impressed 

The way your heals of your feet was drivin into your chest 

And I hate to interrupt while he's givin it to you 

The last thing you saw was his face in my boot 

Now I'm on the run 

On the run from it all 

I'd rather be shot dead 

Then locked up with the law 

Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN 

No place to hide 

And I gotta leave my whole world behind me 

My dog and my double wide 

They ain't neva gonna catch me 

I wont do a lick of time 

I'll ve on a beach under an umbrella gettin blow back sippin wine 

And while your laid out burnin 

Lookin crispy like some KFC 

Do a little soul searchin mothafucka cause never shoulda fucked with me 

Now I'm on the run 

On the run from it all 

I'd rather be shot dead 

Then locked up with the law 

Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN 

No place to hide 

And I gotta leave my whole world behind me 

My dog and my double wide 

And I cant take nothin 

Nothin at all 

Gotta leave my bucket my toaster and my saw 

Had a poster of Stone Cold 

Still up on the wall 

Had to leave town in a hurry 

Tell the police I said 

Fuck y'all