LRC歌词
[ilingku:047]
[ver:v1.0]
[ti:C.P.K.'s]
[ar:Insane Clown Posse]
[al:Hells Pit]
[by:]
[00:00.000]C.P.K.'s - Insane Clown Posse/Joseph Bruce/Joseph William Utsler
[00:15.200]I walked into the church dressd up as an alter boy i seen a precher
[00:19.380]He said little boy i'm a teacher
[00:21.690]Put his hand up on my shoulder felt the claw of the beast
[00:24.560]I never thought it'd be so f**kin' easy killin a priest
[00:27.730]We went into the confession booth he took off his clothes
[00:30.420]And cut some yay right on his bible top and ooted his nose
[00:33.550]I jammed a butcher's knife 12 inches into his gut
[00:36.290]He looked me right in the eyes while i was yanking it up preacha killas
[00:40.290]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[00:43.090]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
[00:46.330]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[00:48.890]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS
[00:51.140]I walked into the semon strapped with an iron crowbar
[00:54.370]I beat a nun into a bloody stew in the trunck of my car
[00:57.490]How the f**k she got fake titties and a p**sy ring Bullshit
[01:00.420]She sucked the preacher dick in the pulpit i know the going's-on
[01:04.410]I've witnessed it while pushing my mop
[01:06.600]And blood gushing dont step when my hatchet go chop
[01:09.220]I aint a f**kin holy rolla im outta controlla face painted
[01:12.410]F**kin' preacha killas gone off that ca-yola
[01:16.010]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[01:18.950]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
[01:22.010]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[01:24.750]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS
[01:27.190]We shootin' for the preacha f**k
[01:28.880] i missed and hit the reverend
[01:30.500]But it doesnt matter though they say he's going to heaven
[01:33.180]And then i shot for the preacha
[01:35.050]I blew his ear off we in the balcony bustin' gone of PCP and Smirnoff
[01:39.600]I shot again missed and
[01:41.230]Hit somebody in the choir they fell back into the candle rack
[01:43.910]And caught the place on fire
[01:45.470]I shot again i finally caught the preacher in his dome then
[01:48.750]We put our barrels to eachother's heads and took it home
[01:52.060]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[01:54.740]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
[01:57.980]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[02:00.920]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Leave the f**kin kids alone
[02:03.970]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Faggots
[02:06.970]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
[02:10.030]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[02:12.590]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
[ver:v1.0]
[ti:C.P.K.'s]
[ar:Insane Clown Posse]
[al:Hells Pit]
[by:]
[00:00.000]C.P.K.'s - Insane Clown Posse/Joseph Bruce/Joseph William Utsler
[00:15.200]I walked into the church dressd up as an alter boy i seen a precher
[00:19.380]He said little boy i'm a teacher
[00:21.690]Put his hand up on my shoulder felt the claw of the beast
[00:24.560]I never thought it'd be so f**kin' easy killin a priest
[00:27.730]We went into the confession booth he took off his clothes
[00:30.420]And cut some yay right on his bible top and ooted his nose
[00:33.550]I jammed a butcher's knife 12 inches into his gut
[00:36.290]He looked me right in the eyes while i was yanking it up preacha killas
[00:40.290]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[00:43.090]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
[00:46.330]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[00:48.890]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS
[00:51.140]I walked into the semon strapped with an iron crowbar
[00:54.370]I beat a nun into a bloody stew in the trunck of my car
[00:57.490]How the f**k she got fake titties and a p**sy ring Bullshit
[01:00.420]She sucked the preacher dick in the pulpit i know the going's-on
[01:04.410]I've witnessed it while pushing my mop
[01:06.600]And blood gushing dont step when my hatchet go chop
[01:09.220]I aint a f**kin holy rolla im outta controlla face painted
[01:12.410]F**kin' preacha killas gone off that ca-yola
[01:16.010]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[01:18.950]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
[01:22.010]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[01:24.750]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS
[01:27.190]We shootin' for the preacha f**k
[01:28.880] i missed and hit the reverend
[01:30.500]But it doesnt matter though they say he's going to heaven
[01:33.180]And then i shot for the preacha
[01:35.050]I blew his ear off we in the balcony bustin' gone of PCP and Smirnoff
[01:39.600]I shot again missed and
[01:41.230]Hit somebody in the choir they fell back into the candle rack
[01:43.910]And caught the place on fire
[01:45.470]I shot again i finally caught the preacher in his dome then
[01:48.750]We put our barrels to eachother's heads and took it home
[01:52.060]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[01:54.740]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
[01:57.980]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[02:00.920]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Leave the f**kin kids alone
[02:03.970]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Faggots
[02:06.970]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
[02:10.030]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
[02:12.590]CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
文本歌词
C.P.K.'s - Insane Clown Posse/Joseph Bruce/Joseph William Utsler
I walked into the church dressd up as an alter boy i seen a precher
He said little boy i'm a teacher
Put his hand up on my shoulder felt the claw of the beast
I never thought it'd be so f**kin' easy killin 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 in the eyes while i was yanking it up preacha killas
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS
I walked into the semon strapped with an iron crowbar
I beat a nun into a bloody stew in the trunck of my car
How the f**k she got fake titties and a p**sy ring Bullshit
She sucked the preacher dick in the pulpit i know the going's-on
I've witnessed it while pushing my mop
And blood gushing dont step when my hatchet go chop
I aint a f**kin holy rolla im outta controlla face painted
F**kin' preacha killas gone off that ca-yola
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS
We shootin' for the preacha f**k
i missed and hit the reverend
But it doesnt matter though they say he's going to heaven
And then i shot for the preacha
I blew his ear off we in the balcony bustin' gone of PCP and Smirnoff
I shot again 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 then
We put our barrels to eachother's heads and took it home
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Leave the f**kin kids alone
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Faggots
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS Stop it
CROOKED PREACHA KILLAS I gotta bloody 'em up