Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Home Invasion , by - Ice T. Song from the album Home Invasion, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Home Invasion |
| All right! |
| When we go up in this goddamn house |
| All I want is the motherfuckin' kids! |
| As far as pops I don’t give a fuck what you do… |
| Bust him in his motherfuckin' head! |
| If he got any money, take it! |
| If there is money there, rob the motherfuckin' 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 fuck 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 with |
| Cause I got my own opening-dome kit |
| And once again I’m gonna put them under my fuckin' spell |
| They might start givin' you fuckin' hell |
| Start changin' the way they walk |
| They talk, they act, now, whose fuckin' fault is that? |
| The home invader… |
| Yo, moms you can basically just suck my dick! |
| 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 (Fuck 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 |
| Yhey’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 fuckin' 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 fuck you gonna tell me to run my motherfuckin' life? |
| Bitch! |
| You dont even know who the fuck you are! |
| You talkin' about you don’t like rap, you don’t like how I dress! |
| Yo! |
| Fuck you and pops! |
| I’m outta here! |
| Both of y’all can kiss my ass… |
| 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 motherfuckas boycott me |
| But that will never happen, it’s impossible |
| I move straight through all obstacles |
| They say I’m fuckin' up the minds of little kids |
| But half of my fans are in college |
| P.M.R.C. |
| suck my dick, please |
| You can kiss my ass while you’re on your knees |
| Word! |
| You’re listening to the verbal assassinator |
| 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 fuckin' pigs cancelled the concert |
| They’re just scared of some niggers that do work |
| What they do? |
| What did I do? |
| Just say truth motherfucka and it’s comin' through |
| I tell you what we did: we stole your fuckin' kids |
| The home invader… |
| All right! |
| we got the motherfuckin' kids! |
| We outta here! |
| C’mon… |