The Repo Man Sings For You

It's the repo man
Repossession is my occupation
It's not my fault you facin' foreclosure
I told ya
I'm just a agent, working for the man
And his manuscript say you owe him for this land
Don't cry to me and don't lie to me
Actin' like you ain't home fakin' on the phone
You shoulda thought about that when you bought the Benzy
You missed a few increments, now we gotta come and get yo' shit
If you slip on the payments, I get paid to make sure that you pay rent
Or get out, throw your clothes in the streets
Frozen meats, out your refrigerator
Then my boys come back and get it later with the forklift
Hey we don't care how hard you work, we takin' yo' shit
It's too late, the payment's way past your due date
You couldn't hide from me even with a new face
Or plastic surgery, your debts outstandin'!
I don't care about your family, Don't hand me
no excuses, You know it's useless
No one's stoppin' me, just get off the property before I bring the cops with me
Possibly this could turn into a criminal act
Gimme your fax machine
Playstation in the basement
Adjacent to the big screen television
You can't tell the system no, we gotta get the dough
The company want they Gs, or the keys to the convertible
And hey, nothing personal
Okay, I'm just doin' my job
Collectin' on your debts, now you losin' a wad
Bruisin' your wallet, whatever in your pocketbook
All get took to my agency, then they payin' me
It ain't phasin' me, that's my thing
When I mob off wit' yo' shit, listen to me sing

La la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la

Jack one, paycheck from sleepin' on the street
Jack two/too, many bills my scrill don't meet
Jack three day notice from the landlord on the seat
fo' fo'..., caliber shots ain't discrete
But motherfucker still jack frequent. No secret
'cause they shit be delinquent
And on closer inspection, repossession collection
motivates birth protection in the broken section
In other words, the ghetto
Repo man pulling strings like Geppetto
Squeeze two at him let go
'Cause I just gotta be real
I'm tired of infomercials with them five-year payment deals
See I was sleepin' on the carpet in my apartment
When I hear my car ignition 'cause somebody sparked it
So I run all the way down the hallway, full throttle
"Don't give in" is my motto, so I bust him with a bottle
He's screamin' what you goin' pay me with
Then he started laughin' singin' crazy shit

La la la la la la la, la la la la la la

I said, "Shut the fuck up!" and then I banked him in the jaw
But that was no use, even though he skedaddled
Bill collectors make my phone rattle 'til my kids don't taddle
"When you pick up the receiver, I'm sick with a fever"
"You don't know where I am either"
Even hillbillies at a party-line dancin'
Get they Ford trucks with Ford financing
Banks that give the loan figure, damn in the worst case
We makin' money 'cause we had it in the first place!
And where was it that they got that cash from?
You when you deposit from busting yo' ass
Well two weeks after that last altercation
I noticed my font lock had a slight alteration
My TV was gone and out the window from my room
I heard the repo man sing his devious tune

La la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la

[spoken]
Nah
Uh, uh, what you doin'?
What the fuck?!
Who's that?
The repo?!
What?!
I'd pay you all
I'd pay you all
fuck this
I'm goin' get my man to whoop his ass
Don't try to hold me back
Huh
How'm I goin' feed my kick without a frigerator
What my kids goin' slave for
I hate ya'll
I gave ya'll hundreds of dollars
It seem's like... seems like shit ain't never get paid off