South Park Mexican - Jackers In My Home lyrics

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They wipe tears while I whip finger prints off lead

They say shoot for the stars I say shoot for the head

I believe in good times having peace and fun

But I'm still in my room trying grease my gun

Can't let it get rusty if a shoot out breaks

The only thing I want jamming is my screwed out tape

And tomorrow the big day gotta get my rest

45 g's out of town (unknown)

I'm all alone my girl said she couldn't make it

Cause she caught a damn cold and her whole body's aching

And I fell kind of nervous butterfly in my stomach

But I drift off to sleep really thinking nothing of it

Then something wakes me up and I open my eyes

Somebody's in my house and I'm heartbroken cause I

Couldn't tell my mom bye they finally caught me slipping

I'm a die like a man homeboy I ain't tripping

Gun shots to my dome jackers in my home

Nothing to fancy just ya average tombstone

I'm sorry I chose a life under the curs

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally going to church

Dreams of the cream enemy's on different teams

Red beams in my house man this shit is so extreme

I saw them dressed up in all black with the mask

And I knew they were coming for the bird's and the cash

So I rolled out my bed hit the floor and start crawling

And this is the priced you pay when you ballin

But how did they get the spare key to my crib

It had to be my bitch she gonna die if I live

Usually keep a black glock on my dresser

And I'm hearing someone whisper saying los I'm gonna get ya

Now knowing it's the devil but I pay it no mind

I've been dodging that fool ever since I was nine

Gotta make it to the closet where I keep my Mossberg

Slug shots one hit never speak another word

Little did I know they had night vision goggles

When they saw me on the floor boy squeezed on the throttle

Gun shots to my dome jackers in my home

Nothing to fancy just ya average tombstone

I'm sorry I chose a life under the curs

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally going to church

Shots started ringing I was tumbling and diving

Running out of time with my mind on surviving

Dove out the window but I started seeing stars

I forgot last week bought some burglar bars

Now my face is all wet and I know it ain't sweat

Bullet hit my leg so I rolled to the left

Guess where I was at damn right in the closet

Grab the pump now it's my turn to make a deposit

Them slugs ain't no punk hit the boy in his back

Saw his right leg flying and it knocked down my lamp

Unloaded reloaded was three men on me

Now they looking like them yatas at the end of a party

One was still alive so I start asking questions

He could barley talk spitting blood like venom

He said he had a team and people would rent them

I killed the messengers now I need to resend them

Gun shots to my dome jackers in my home

Nothing to fancy just ya average tombstone

I'm sorry I chose a life under the curs

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally going to church