Lyrics
Bed Intruder
Chorus: .... with the curtains closed/ ....when the stars are bright/ ....better hide your kids/
.....better hide your wife/ cuz I'm kickin in the padlocked door in a ski mask and an EN-Y-CE jacket/ you ain't gonna like me dragging em in a body bag, ain't no telling what I might be packing/ and look......
..I brought the rope/ ....and I brought the shovel/ ....get in the car, let's go!/ ....you don't want no trouble/ cuz if you give me a reason to pull a muthaf*** in trigger then I bet I’m gonna pull it/ .....and you don't wanna see me tip-toe to the bedroom where your nephew sleep tight, till he bitin’ on a bullet/
V:.. when I pull up on ya windowsill in the middle of the night when the lights go out/...lookin at ya little wife in her little white gown layin down on her little white couch/ ...I pull a muthaf*** in knife and I slide through the back, look at that, I'm inside your house/ and I crept through the corridor...pouring the chloroform on a rag, put it right by your mouth/ and I drag you and the kids into the kitchen, look who it is, daddy got a f*** in shotgun drawn/ ...but he forgot to cock it, so I rocked him off the stovetop with the pot roast on/ ....well god damn, what have we got here? What y'all didn't invite Gimp? I've got your son/ you don't want him back? Look him in the eyes, say goodbye to him, ima lick a shot better watch your tongue/ ....swept through to the next room, took the wife and tied her up, with cuffs and socks/ ..I started f*** in the sh** out of the b*** , and I plugged her, made her f*** in husband watch/ ... But ain't nobody call the police, I hate that, runnin for the door but the front was locked/ so I jumped through the patio glass, tore the screen and hopped a damn fence tryin to duck the cops/ .... Just my luck, a truck done stopped, so I pulled the muthaf*** a from the passenger side/ and I slapped him, my middle finger action sprung and laughed at him as I quickly passed him by/ ....got nothin on my ass but time... That's nothin but a classic rhyme, if you look into my past, you could see a basket case, a bastard, the last in line/ I'm talkin bout.../
Chorus: .... with the curtains closed/ ....when the stars are bright/ ....better hide your kids/
.....better hide your wife/ cuz I'm kickin in the padlocked door in a ski mask and an EN-Y-CE jacket/ you ain't gonna like me dragging em in a body bag, ain't no telling what I might be packing/ and look......
..I brought the rope/ ....and I brought the shovel/ ....get in the car, let's go!/ ....you don't want no trouble/ cuz if you give me a reason to pull a muthaf*** in trigger then I bet I’m gonna pull it/ .....and you don't wanna see me tip-toe to the bedroom where your nephew sleep tight, till he bitin’ on a bullet/
V: ...weak lights in the alley, little muthaf*** as with the knives that'll cut your throat/ ....street fights and the late night prowl in the great white valley, isles of snow/... you don't wanna catch a cold, put a muthaf*** a down, up in under the plow as it passes/ cows in the pasture, just two cats with the plastic bags in the mushroom patches/ ....cruise pass to the railroad tracks, lookin for the path to the next old log cabin/ ...guzzling a flask, Captain Morgan, sporting hatchets, Hacksaw grabbing/ dogs with the bravo's and the iPod's on blast, pot grass in the backpack's havin/ flat cash, we don't give a rats ass what you lookin at, puttin' slacks in the cracks of the asses/ ....walk on to the neighbors porch......knock, knock, what it do, is ya man home?/ ...give me 30 seconds and I'm fend to get this little hussy in the van, put a gram up her damn nose/ ....never said I had a plan, put the damn phone down, slam on the breaks, put her through the dashboard/ ....pulled off to a dirt road, put her in in the back, and I stuck a f*** in bat in her back door/....better call a f*** in task force.....cuz I'm pullin a fully automatic tooly to blast yours /.....got a house on the hill with a
