You talking all that noise But I don't hear you You walking like you're tough But I don't fear you You better hope my Goons are never near you I'll put you on my stove And let em sear you This ain't Elm Street But this a nightmare Welcome to mi casa There's no fucking lights here Oh no There really ain't no point To put up fights hear You gon lose a limb And then I'll make you eat your right ear I wanna play a game With ya Like I'm Charles Lee Ray Run up on you Like a fucking relay No delay I'll catch you fast But kill you very slow Little do you know Murder is my favorite show I'll kill your momma Kill your baby momma Then your baby You better learn I'm not the one No Kraven's fuckin crazy They should of slayed me All my teachers Made it clear they hate me Fucking dyke's I bet they're wishing now That they could date me Uh Record breaking homicide It's in the making It's for the taking Looking at ya I can see your shaking I'm body shaming Call you fat And then I'll feed you rats These rappers think we're best friends But it's a fuckin trap No fuckin cap I'm back in school To shoot the school up Bullies never bullied me Cause they knew I would kill em Wisconsin but I drill em Lazy mother fuckers I don't feel em Decapitate their heads And then I chill em Uh You talking all that noise But I don't hear you You walking like you're tough But I don't fear you You better hope my Goons are never near you I'll put you on my stove And let em sear you This ain't Elm Street But this a nightmare Welcome to mi casa There's no fucking lights here Oh no There really ain't no point To put up fights hear You gon lose a limb And then I'll make you eat your right ear Paranoid junkie from Wisconsin The snow is falling down But all I see is bodies droppin No friends but I'm still poppin These pills to hide my pain away I'm stuck inside a city That would kill me Just to gain a way To make it to the top Somebody please just make it stop These voices fucking haunt me I swear I'm about to pop Your friends I'll get em shot My sanity No I don't got My tempers fuckin hot Disturbing thoughts I got a lot No I can't fucking stop no more Your house No I don't knock on doors Your wife I'll just attack her Keep her body Just to add some more I got a nice collection Welcome to the death reception Capacity's been reached I'm very sorry there's no place to sit Don't mind my fuckin drip They just removed me From the psych ward Tell em I'll be back To see the nurse She's such a nice whore I fuck her till she sleep Got her sweating out the right pours Play with organs I'm a strum the right chords You talking all that noise But I don't hear you You walking like you're tough But I don't fear you You better hope my Goons are never near you I'll put you on my stove And let em sear you This ain't Elm Street But this a nightmare Welcome to mi casa There's no fucking lights here Oh no There really ain't no point To put up fights hear You gon lose a limb And then I'll make you eat your right ear