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insane clown posse - c.p.k.'s lyrics

(sh-ggy)stop it

go ye into all the world and preach my gospel unto every creature
go ye into all the world and preach my gospel

(j)i walked into the church dressed up as an alter boy
i seen the preacher he said little boy i’m a teacha
put his hand up on my shoulder felt the claw of the beast
i never thought it be so f-ckin’ easy murderin’ a priest
we went into the confession booth he took off his clothes
and cut some yae right on his bible top and ooted his nose
i jammed a butcha’s knife 12 inches into his gut
he looked me right into my eyes while i was yanking it up
preacha killa

(chorus)
crooked preacha killa
(j)stop it
crooked preacha killa
(j)i gotta bloddy ’em up
crooked preacha killa
(j)stop it
crooked preacha killa

(sh-ggy)i walked into the sermon strapped with an iron crowbar
i beat a nun into a bl–dy stew in the trunk of my car
how the f-ck she got fake t-tties and a p-ssy ring bullsh-t
she sucked the preachers d-ck in the pullpit
i know the goin’s on
i’ve witnessed it while pushin’ my mop
and blood gushin’ non stop when my hatchet go chop
i ain’t no f-ckin’ holy roller
i’m outta controla
face painted f-ckin’ preacha killas gone off they yo-lla

(chorus)
crooked preacha killa
(sh-ggy)cola
crooked preacha killa
(sh-ggy)i gotta bl–dy ’em up
crooked preacha killa
(sh-ggy)stop it
crooked preacha killa

(j)we shootin’ for the preacha
f-ck i missed and hit the reverand
but it doesn’t matter though they say he’s goin’ to heaven
(sh-ggy)and then i shot for the preacha i blew his ear off
we in the balcony bustin’ gone on pcp and schmirnoff
(j)shot again i missed and hit somebody in the chior
they fell back into the candlerack and caught the place on fire
(sh-ggy)i shot again i finally caught the preacha in his dome
(j & sh-ggy)then we put our barrels to each other’s heads and took it home

(chorus)
crooked preacha killa
(j)stop it
crooked preacha killa
(sh-ggy)i gotta bl–dy ’em up
crooked preacha killa
(j)stop it
crooked preacha killa
(sh-ggy)leave them f-ckin’ kids alone
crooked preacha killa
(j)f-ggots
crooked preacha killa
(sh-ggy)i gotta bl–dy ’em up
crooked preacha killa
(j)stop it
crooked preacha killa
(sh-ggy)i gotta bl–dy ’em up

(outro)
h-ll is a real place
h-ll is a real place
h-ll is a real place
h-ll is a real place

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