Language: vn EN   
Login | Submit Lyrics | My favorites (0) 
Search:
  All Songs Albums Videos
Match: Exact phrase with all of the words
Search in: Song title Artist Both
 Browse: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Songs   Albums

Album: Forgotten Freshness Volume 1 & 2 (1998)
Artists: Insane Clown Posse

  1. 85 Bucks An Hour
  2. Clown Love
  3. Dead Pumpkins
  4. Dog Beats
  5. Fat Sweaty Betty
  6. Fuck Off
  7. Graveyard
  8. Halloween On Military Street
  9. Hey Vato
  10. Hokus Pokus Headhuta'z Remix
  11. House Of Wonders
  12. I Didn't Mean To Kill 'Em
  13. I'm Not Alone
  14. Mental Warp
  15. Mr. Johnson's Head Remix
  16. Mr. Rotten Treats
  17. Piggy Pie (Old School)
  18. Red Christmas
  19. Santa's A Fat Bitch
  20. Southwest Strangla
  21. Willy Bubba


Insane Clown Posse
Forgotten Freshness Volume 1 & 2
Southwest Strangla
Ahhh make way for the lunatic I wanna stop,
I drive by the camp quick I want necks 2 or 3 maybe 4
To squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some more
I came up, walkin down Boulevard
Then this girl, she makes my nutsack hard
I don't know, what about my mental state
They might find a bitch dead, there's nothin that
I less hate Babe jump in, toots, hungry?
Well I got some, nuts Oh shit, she's suckin on my Wang
Then somethin goes, snap, bang Eek bitch, ha ha, die
Her neck long, skinny like a French fry
So I twist, turn, tangle then I strangle Cuz I'm the Southwest Strangla
I want necks, long, tall, skinny
Any ol' necks at all, if any Jenny, Linny, Sydney,
Sue I want, necks, so I go to the zoo I choke a Pelican,
I did it right I choke an Ostrich, long ass neck
But I'd rather be killin at the prom I pick up my date,
I get to meet her mom Hello Miss I hurry home quick
All I wanna do is choke her neck, bitch Worry not,
I bring the corpse back I just wanna hear her neck
bone snap Why me? Hey I'm sweatin
Commotion, dilution, confusion, psycho
All I wanna do is kiss ya good-bye Before
I mangle ya Cuz I'm the Southwest Strangla
I got the southside scared, cuz I'm weird
I was a freak in the 2nd grade I had a beard
I sit alone in the back of the art class
And draw necks with a big red dash
I never thought, I'd be a lunatic A disgrace
A dropped out mental case I quit school, but I never left the halls
I grab kids and drag 'em in between a wall
Hear 'em scream, echo through the gym class
You hear me chokin bitches up in the wind shaft
They call me, The Ghost of the Bad Lands But
I'm really just a killa, with big hands
Allow me to squeeze your neck deer
Until your brains pops dead out your fuckin ear
Bury them in my back yard
With a twisted spine broken bones Cuz I'm the Strangla
Videos
 


All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
Copyright © 2007-2009 LyricWorld.com, LoiNhac.com

© 2009 lyricworld.com, loinhac.com are two of a family of companies in the LmVN Group.