Home Invasion

All right when we go up in this goddamn house All I want is the motherf**kin' kids As far as pops I don't give a f**k what you do Bust him in his motherf**kin' head If he got any money, take it If there is money there, rob the motherf**kin' joint As far as moms bust her in her goddamn head Dumb bitch, that's the reason we're going up in there She don't know what the f**k she's talkin' about Everyone get back, this is a rap jack I'm takin' your kids' brains, you ain't gettin' 'em back With a move of perfection, my dissection Some call it lethal injection I'm gonna fill 'em with hard drums Big drums, bitches, hoes and death, come on and get some I'm not the nigga that you want to leave your kids alone 'Cause I got my own opening dome kit And once again I'm gonna put them under my f**kin' spell They might start givin' you f**kin' hell Start changin' the way they walk They talk, they act, now, whose f**kin' fault is that? The home invader Yo, moms you can basically just s*ck my d**k This is a home invasion Yo, pops that shit you talkin' is noise Word you full of shit Check this out, moms, I said time bomb And they sit in your house and remain calm Till you feed 'em lies and the flip Start talkin' crazy shit (f**k you) Might call you and pops a fool Tell ya that's why they hate school Been offensive and askin' questions Give your brain indigestion Why? Why? Because I have indoctrinated the youth They're mentally intoxicated with truth So they know the noise you talk are lies Pretty damn soon they'll be by (I'm outta here) They listen to me and I give 'em the real And every night caps get peeled And every night a ho gets smacked A fool gets jacked, now, whose f**kin' fault was that? The home invaders Yo, yo, yo All that shit you taught me, mom, was full of shit Know what I'm sayin'? How the f**k you gonna tell me to run my motherf**kin' life? Bitch, you don't even know who the f**k you are You talkin' about you don't like rap, you don't like how I dress Yo, f**k you and pops, I'm outta here Both of y'all can kiss my a*s All cops want me, so does the F.B.I. Because my rhymes are fly They still tryin' to stop me, shut me down block me Make motherf**kas boycott me But that will never happen, it's impossible I move straight through all obstacles They say I'm f**kin' up the minds of little kids But half of my fans are in college P.M.R.C. s*ck my d**k, please You can kiss my a*s while you're on your knees Word you're listening to the verbal a*sa*sinator E's the crossfader, your factual updater Until your cranium grows like uranium Hard as titanium, parents, I'm blamin 'em For teachin' you lies about life, racist viewpoints And other trite bullshit they learned back in the day While I learned about death from an A.K. But they'll never quite understand Bam, bam, bam, no gat is the walkman Boom, bash, yeah, yo, it's goin' down Me and Ice Cube are in town But the f**kin' pigs canceled the concert They're just scared of some niggers that do work What they do? What did I do? Just say truth motherf**ka and it's comin' through I tell you what we did, we stole your f**kin' kids The home invader All right we got the motherf**kin' kids, we outta here, c'mon