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1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late

1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late

Who's afraid of the dark?
Responsible for the murders in the park

Was replaced by nothin' for bluffin', what a waste

Niggas wanna see me taste my own medicine
Picture that, get on some old second grade shit, I'mma get you back
When all I did was shook it off
Yeah, you heard me, shook it off

Plucked you like a chicken wit' your head cutoff
They'll find you wit' your back open and your legs cutoff



You already in some shit, but it's about to get hotter
'Cuz I ain't knockin' on the door
I'm comin in the house and I'm gunnin' for your spouse
Tryin' to send the bitch back to her maker

Then ask you seriously, whatchu wanna do?
Frustratin', isn't it? When they kill me, but I'mma kill you
This is revenge, no time before you die
And despite how much I hate to see a grown man cry
I'mma make you suffer,
see your ass in hell, motherfucker

See your ass in hell


When I speak you better listen
The harder it gets, the more follows
I keep my slugs hollow, keep families with sorrow
Keep motherfuckers like you, not seein' tomorrow
Let you slip up, just once, then I'mma wet you
Stretch you out like a limousine
'Cuz where I catch you is where I catch you
That's what killin' means

Niggas started somethin', but they chose not to finish it
So I'mma wrap it up, for real, dog, 'cuz I'mma winner, shit

Gimme slugs from my gats
Gimme hoods from my rats
Gimme wood from my bats
Then they meet where the fuck I'm at, for real

Chorus fade to kids voices
...late (echoed and faded to end)