Southwest Strangla Lyrics - Mutilation Mix - Insane Clown Posse

Ahhh, make way for the lunatic 

I want to stop, I drive by the camp quick 

I want necks 2 or 3 maybe more 

To squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some more 

I came up, walkin down Boulavard 

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 else that I hate less 

Hey man jump in, toots, hungary? Well I got some, nuts 

Oh shit, she's runnin on my wang 

Then somethin goes, snap, bang 

Eh bitch, ha ha, die 

Her neck long, skinny like a french frie 

So I twist, turn, tangle then I strangle 

'cause I'm the Southwest Strangla 

I want necks, long, tall, skinny 

Any ol' necks at all, if any Jenny, Linny, Sidney, 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 killen at the prom 

I pick up my date, I get to meet her mom 

Hello Miss I hurry home quick 

All I want to do is choke her neck a bit 

Worry not, I bring the corpse back 

I just want to hear a neck bone snap 

Why me? Hey I'm sweatin Comosion, dillusion, confusion, psycho 

All I want to do is kiss you good-bye 

Before I mangle ya 

'cause I'm the Southwest Strangla 

I got the southside scared, 'cause 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 descrase, a droped out mental case 

I quit school, but I never left the hall 

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 dear 

Until your brains pop dead out your fuckin' ear 

Burry them in my back yard With a twisted spine broken bones 

...Cuz I'm the Strangla