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C.p.ks [mike Eclark Mix] Lyrics - Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 4 - Insane Clown Posse

Crooked preacher killa 

Crooked preacher killa 

Crooked preacher killa 

Crooked preacher killa 

Crooked preacher killa 

Crooked preacher killa 

Crooked preacher killa 

Crooked preacher killa 

 

I walked into the church dressed up, as an alter boy 

I see the preacher he said, lil boy Imma teach ya 

Put his hand on my shoulder, felt the claw of the beast 

I never thought itd be so fuckin easy murdering a priest 

We went into the confession booth, he took off his clothes 

And cut some yay right on his bible top and ooted his nose 

I jammed a butcher's knife, 12 inches into his gut 

He looked me right into my eyes while I yankin it up 

Preacher killas 

 

Crooked preacher killas (stop it) 

Crooked preacher killas (I gotta bloody em up) 

Crooked preacher killas (stop it) 

Crooked preacher killas 

 

I walked into the sermon strapped with an iron crowbar 

Ill beat a nun into a bloody stew, in the trunk of my car 

How the fuck she got fake titties and pussy ring?! Bullshit 

She sucked the preachers dick in the pulpit 

I know the goins on 

Ive witnessed it with pushin my mop 

And blood gushin nonstop when hatchet go chop 

I ain't no fuckin holy roller 

Im outta controla 

Face painted fuckin preacher killas gone off they yola 

 

Crooked preacher killas (cola) 

Crooked preacher killas (I gotta bloody em up) 

Crooked preacher killas (stop it) 

Crooked preacher killas 

 

We shootin for the preacher fuck! 

I missed and hit the reverend 

But it doesnt matter though they say hes goin to heaven 

 

And then I shot for the preacher I blew his ear off 

We in the balcony bustin gone off PCP and Smirnoff 

 

Shot again I missed and hit somebody in the choir 

They fell back into the candle rack and caught the place on fire 

 

I shot again I finally caught the preacher in his dome 

And then we put our barrels to eachothers heads and took it home 

 

Crooked preacher killas (stop it) 

Crooked preacher killas (I gotta bloody em up) 

Crooked preacher killas (stop it) 

Crooked preacher killas (Leave the fuckin kids alone!) 

Crooked preacher killas (stop it!) 

Crooked preacher killas (I gotta bloody em up) 

Crooked preacher killas (stop it) 

Crooked preacher killas (i gotta bloody em up) 

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