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ICP (Insane Clown Posse) - "If I Was A Serial Killer"
Lyrics to If I Was A Serial Killer : If i was a serial killer, they would find all my victims heads in funky-ass station toilets and if i was a serial killer, i would be strage and deranged and i would never change if i was a serial killer, id be know 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 thumb tacks and i would smoke mad crack first thing i would do would be to kill a couple hotties that always get em all stirred up, decapitated bodies dumped on state police lawn just before dawn to let them know my ritual had begun id crack a 40 with the devil, tell him dig me a hole cuz im commin when i die, until then im in control this is if i was a serial killer, and though i aint if i was id do my walls up blood red with blood paint this is if i was a serial killer, and though i aint if i was id never stop because id know that i cant if i was a serial killer, i would drive a back van and i would ride around the college campus and if i was a serial killer, i would walk among us and gain trust until i needed that rush i park outside these bitches homes then drive away then come back with my light off this time im here to stay id wear human bones around my neck and have my ceremonies then go back upstair and microwaves aome macaronis you know whats up in my trunk so dont ask me to pop it once i get out to my cabin then ill finally unlock it this is if i was a serial killer, and though im not if was id snap a photo once they die on the spot this is if i was serial killer, and though im not idk now that i cant so i would never stop (repeat 3x) and i dont know myself anymore and i dont know who i am anymore except that i am strange and deranged and i will never change i wanna hold up this hatchet this psychopathic wicked shit will burn a hole in ya brain i wanna run with this hatchet we gonna always keep it wicked, shit gonna always be the same fuck the world, take me under bitch we tryna rule the tunnels the tempest raining lighting bolts and fire rain ICP with mike e. clark again i wanna run with this hatchet wicked clown, blaze, twiztid, boondox and lotus holding down the underground and you know this, and you know this i wanna run with this hatchet i wanna hold up this hatchet (repeat 2x) if i was a serial killer, i would bury all my spiecal projects underneath the garden in my grandmothers backyard and if i was a serial killer, i would be strange and deranged and i would rock my hatchet chain [ If I Was A Serial Killer Lyrics ]
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