Insane Clown Posse "If I Was A Serial Killer" |
If I Was A Serial Killer They Would Find All My Victim's Heads In Funky Ass Gas Station Toilets And If I Was A Serial Killer I Would Be Strange And Deranged And I Would Never Change If I Was A Serial Killer I'd Be Known As The Smoker Cuz I Would Cut Off And Smoke All Of They Hair And If I Was A Serial Killer I Would Sleep On Broken Glass And Thumbtacks And I Would Smoke Mad Crack First Thing I Would Do Would Be To Kill A Couple Hotties That Always Gets Em Mustered Up, Decapitated Bodies Dumped On State Police Lawn Just Before Dawn To Let Em Know My Ritual Had Begun I Crack A Phonie With The Devil, Tell Him Dig Me A Hole Cuz I'm Comin When I Die, Until That I'm In Control This Is If I Was A Serial Killer, And Though I Ain't But If I Was I'd Do My Walls Up Red With Blood Paint This Is If I Was A Serial Killer, And Though I Ain't But If I Was I'd Never Stop Because I Know That I Can't If I Was A Serial Killer I Would Drive A Black Van, And I Would Ride Around The Collage Campus And If I Was A Serial Killer I Would Walk Among Us And Gain Trust Until I Needed That Rust I Park Outside These Bitches Homes Then Drive Away Then Come Back With Lights Off This Time I'm Here To Stay I Wear Human Bones Around My Neck And Have My Ceremonies Then Go Back Upstairs And Microwave Some Macaronis You Know Whats All Up In My Trunk So Don't Ask Me To Pop It Once I Get Out To My Cabin Then I Finally Unlock It This Is IF I Was A Serial Killer And Though I'm Not But If I Was I'd Snap A Photo Once They Die On The Spot This Is IF I Was A Serial Killer And Though I'm Not But If I Was I'd Know That I Can't, So I Would Never Stop And I Don't Know Myself Anymore (And I Don't Know Who I Am Anymore) And I Don't Know Who To Be Anymore (And I Don't Know Who I Am Anymore) And I Don't Know What To Think Anymore (And I Don't Know Who I Am Anymore) Except That I Am Strange And Deranged (And I Don't Know Who I Am Anymore) And I Will Never Change I Wanna Hold Up This Hatchet The Psychopathic Wicked Shit'll Burn A Hole In The Day (Choppin On Down) I Wanna Run With This Hatchet We Gonna Always Keep It Wicked, Shit Go' Always Be The Same (Choppin On Down) I Wanna Hold Up This Hatchet Fuck The World, Take Me Under Bitch, We Try To Rule The Tunnels The Tempest Rainin Lightnin Bolts Of Fire Riding ICP With Mike Clark Again I Wanna Run With This Hatchet Wicked Clowns Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox, An Lotus Holdin Down The Underground And You Notice I Wanna Run With This Hatchet And You Notice Choppin On Down (Woop Woop Woop Woop Woop) Choppin On Down (Woop Woop Woop Woop Woop) I Wanna Run With This Hatchet I Wanna Run With This Hatchet I Wanna Hold Up This Hatchet The Psychopathic Wicked Shit'll Burn A Hole In The Day (Choppin On Down) I Wanna Run With This Hatchet We Gonna Always Keep It Wicked, Shit Go' Always Be The Same (Choppin On Down) I Wanna Hold Up This Hatchet Fuck The World, Take Me Under Bitch, We Try To Rule The Tunnels The Tempest Rainin Lightnin Bolts Of Fire Riding ICP With Mike Clark Again I Wanna Run With This Hatchet Wicked Clowns Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox, An Lotus Holdin Down The Underground And You Notice I Wanna Run With This Hatchet And You Notice I Wanna Hold Up This Hatchet (Choppin On Down) I Wanna Run With This Hatchet (Choppin On Down) I Wanna Hold Up This Hatchet (Choppin On Down) The Tempest Rainin Lightnin Bolts Of Fire Riding ICP With Mike Clark Again I Wanna Run With This Hatchet Wicked Clowns Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox, An Lotus Holdin Down The Underground And You Notice I Wanna Run With This Hatchet And You Notice If I Was A Serial Killer I Would Bury All My Special Projects Underneath The Garden In My Grandmother's Back Yard And If I Was A Serial Killer I Would Be Strange And Deranged And I Would Rock My Hatchet Change Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |