Представляем точный текст композиции "Insane Killers" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста ICP (Insane Clown Posse) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Insane Killers» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую ICP (Insane Clown Posse) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
ICP (Insane Clown Posse) - "Insane Killers"
Lyrics to Insane Killers : Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, baby what from New York to L.A. from Chile to Greece from New Ghandi to your momma we gives absolutly no fucks Motha fucka natural born serial murderers mass mothafuckin murderin muderers bitch, come and meet your maker Im scary like Michael Jaskson up close I like diggin up dead bodies look at me Im gross my names Violent J but you can call me syphillis gonorrhea the clap cause i infected this rap you wanna know if i could ever kill somebody well thats like askin Charlie Manson if hes ever been in jail I kill family, friends, myself what, yeah, Id kill myself if I could only survive I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact thats how we met I went up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit I pulled out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax I was like come-on, wait is that a Stanley, whered u get that its natural and to murder, you gotta have it in you its like a dick all up in you, although I wouldnt now look at us natural killas the world most playa hated rapper and the most hated group together like woooo! [Chorus:] mass murders natural born killas im not fuckin around icky icky ya ya icky icky ya ya mass murders natural born killas im not fuckin around icky icky ya ya icky icky ya ya This aint no blair witch beware bitch Ill pick ur motherfuckin brain with an icepick remember me the V I C E well heres my trilogy Im outta captivity rap cujo ya know my flow is ferocious last survivor with a mouth full of cockroaches I bring this hocus pocus youre flying away like the last days of the motherfuckin loafers Im the redneck in the moshpit 2 axes come in handy to answer Violent J, ya damn right its a stanley in the shadows of the dark with darkman like spawn in the dash blazin it up with explosive bombs I spit homicides like major cities at 11PM while zipping bodies in the dungeon like the line at GM ice mixed with blood is the killers milkshake here with the clowns from the underground its a lyrical deathbreak [Chorus] Disrespect me Ill run in your house like puffin steam stout break both your arms, gun in your mouth knock your teeth out with the nose of the fifth bullets bust through the back of your head ya die swift fuckin wit tha clan, watch what you say we kill *Beep: Lame Lyric Censor* shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die either way Im a monster thoroughbred gun holding weed-head cross me bet tomorrow youll be dead catch you at a show while youre chilling with your ho and crack your skull with a bottle of Mo Im a Sing-Sing killer gun groove captain brooklyn home of the original gun clapping gats get brung, niggas get done sons lose fathers and mothers lose sons Im a killer [Chorus] [Screams] [OVERDUB:] To die is a fate that must come to us all But how horrible to be buried alive from the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed with death hands clawing for blood! [Chorus] [ Insane Killers Lyrics ]
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