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