Insane Clown Posse - Insane Killers Lyrics
Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, Baby WhatFrom New York To L.a.From Chile To GreeceFrom New Ghandi To Your MommaWe Gives Absolutly No *****sMotha *****aNatural Born Serial MurderersMass Motha*****in Murderin Muderers*****, Come And Meet Your MakerIm Scary Like Michael Jaskson Up CloseI Like Diggin Up Dead BodiesLook At Me Im GrossMy Name's Violent J But You Can Call Me SyphillisGonorrhea The Clap Cause I Infected This RapYou Wanna Know If I Could Ever Kill SomebodyWell Thats Like Askin Charlie Manson If He's Ever Been In JailI Kill Family, Friends, MyselfWhat, Yeah, I'd Kill Myself If I Could Only SurviveI Tried To Kill Rob Van Winkle, In Fact Thats How We MetI Went Up To Kill Him And He Was Thinkin The Same ShitI Pulled Out A Chainsaw, He Pulled Out And AxI Was Like Come-on, Wait Is That A Stanley, Where'd U Get ThatIt's Natural And To Murder, You Gotta Have It In YouIt's Like A Dick All Up In You, Although I Wouldn't NowLook At Us Natural KillasThe World Most Playa Hated RapperAnd The Most Hated Group Together Like Woooo![chorus:]Mass MurdersNatural Born KillasIm Not *****in AroundIcky Icky Ya YaIcky Icky Ya YaMass MurdersNatural Born KillasIm Not *****in AroundIcky Icky Ya YaIcky Icky Ya YaThis Aint No Blair WitchBeware *****Ill Pick Ur Mother*****in Brain With An IcepickRemember MeThe V I C EWell Heres My TrilogyIm Outta CaptivityRap Cujo Ya Know My Flow Is FerociousLast Survivor With A Mouth Full Of *****roachesI Bring This Hocus PocusYou're Flying AwayLike The Last Days Of The Mother*****in LoafersI'm The Redneck In The Moshpit2 Axes Come In HandyTo Answer Violent J, Ya Damn Right Its A StanleyIn The Shadows Of The Dark With Darkman Like SpawnIn The Dash Blazin It Up With Explosive BombsI Spit Homicides Like Major Cities At 11pmWhile Zipping Bodies In The Dungeon Like The Line At GmIce Mixed With Blood Is The Killers MilkshakeHere With The Clowns From The Underground It's A Lyrical Deathbreak[chorus]Disrespect Me I'll Run In Your HouseLike Puffin Steam StoutBreak Both Your Arms, Gun In Your MouthKnock Your Teeth Out With The Nose Of The FifthBullets Bust Through The Back Of Your Head Ya Die Swift*****in Wit Tha Clan, Watch What You SayWe Kill *beep: Lame Lyric Censor*Shoot You With An Sk Or A Ak ***** You Gonna Die Either WayI'm A Monster Thoroughbred Gun Holding Weed-headCross Me Bet Tomorrow You'll Be DeadCatch You At A Show While You're Chilling With Your HoAnd Crack Your Skull With A Bottle Of MoI'm A Sing-sing KillerGun Groove CaptainBrooklyn Home Of The Original Gun ClappingGats Get Brung, Niggas Get DoneSons Lose Fathers And Mothers Lose SonsI'm A Killer[chorus][screams][overdub:] To Die Is A Fate That Must Come To Us AllBut How Horrible To Be Buried AliveFrom The Darkness They Shuffle Eyes Glazed With DeathHands Clawing For Blood![chorus]
