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