Trailer Park Creepin (feat. Violent J)

Now Im on the run

On the run from it all

I'd rather be shot dead

Then locked up with the law

Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN

No place to hide

And I gotta leave my whole world behind me

My dog and my double wide

You might call me pathetic

You might say that I've lost my mind

Sittin here in the driveway baby and clutchin on a forty-five

But ya did me so wrong

And I cant say I understand

Now Im bout to blow ya brains out bitch into the arms of another man

I cought you creep'n

And now you goin to be sleepin with the worms in the dirt

What the fuck was you thinkin

Do I look like the kind of mothafucker you can cheat on

You lookin like a fuckin whore I can beat on

But I ever touch

Never layed a single hand

Nair hair on your head

Never touch a single strand

While I sittin here knowin whats bout to happen

There goin get me for domestic because the pistol did the slapin

Now Im on the run

On the run from it all

I'd rather be shot dead

Then locked up with the law

Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN

No place to hide

And I gotta leave my whole world behind me

My dog and my double wide

Standin here in our bedroom

With your body laid on the ground

Two dead mothafuckas lookin silly with they blood sprayed all around

And Im sittin here thinkin where the fuck am I goin to go

Burn the whole mothafuckin trailer to the dirt

And its off to Mexico

Adiãs mothafuckas see you later

When I kicked in the door of a double wide trailer

And I saw your fuckin titties steady bouncin like Hydraulics

And the next door neighbor had you fold like a wallet

And I got to really say I was kind of impressed

The way your heals of your feet was drivin into your chest

And I hate to interrupt while he's givin it to you

The last thing you saw was his face in my boot

Now Im on the run

On the run from it all

I'd rather be shot dead

Then locked up with the law

Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN

No place to hide

And I gotta leave my whole world behind me

My dog and my double wide

They aint neva gonna catch me

I wont do a lick of time

I'll ve on a beach under an umbrella gettin blow back sippin wine

And while your laid out burnin

Lookin crispy like some KFC

Do a little soul searchin mothafucka cause never shoulda fucked with me

Now Im on the run

On the run from it all

I'd rather be shot dead

Then locked up with the law

Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN

No place to hide

And I gotta leave my whole world behind me

My dog and my double wide

And I cant take nothin

Nothin at all

Gotta leave my bucket my toaster and my saw

Had a poster of Stone Cold

Still up on the wall

Had to leave town in a hurry

Tell the police I said

Fuck y'all