Killer In You Lyrics - Limp Bizkit

There's a motherfucking killer on the loose 

And he'll destroy every single one of you 

You'd better watch it cause 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 

Now It'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