| If I was a serial killer
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| They would find all my victims heads
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| In funky-ass gas station toilets
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| And if I was a serial killer
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| I would be strange and deranged
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| And I would never change
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| If I was a serial killer
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| I’d be known as «The Smoker»
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| Cuz I would cut off and smoke all of they hair
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| And if I was a serial killer
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| I would sleep on broken glass and thumb tacks
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| And I would smoke mad crack
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| First thing I would do would be to kill a couple hotties
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| That always get 'em mustered up; |
| decapitated bodies
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| Dumped on state police lawn just before dawn
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| To let 'em know my ritual had begun
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| I’d crack a 40 with the devil, tell him dig me a hole
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| Cuz I’m comin when I die, until that I’m in control
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| This is if I was a serial killer, and though I ain’t
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| But if I was I’d do my walls up blood red with blood paint
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| This is if I was a serial killer, and though I ain’t
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| But if I was I’d never stop because I’d know that I can’t
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| If I was a serial killer
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| I would drive a back van
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| And I would ride around the college campus
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| And if I was a serial killer
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| I would walk among us and gain trust
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| Until I needed that rush
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| I park outside these bitches homes then drive away
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| Then come back with my light off, this time I’m here to stay
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| I’d wear human bones around my neck and have my ceremonies
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| Then go back upstairs and microwave some macaronis
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| You know what’s all up in my trunk, so don’t ask me to pop it
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| Once I get out to my cabin then I’ll finally unlock it
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| This is if I was a serial killer, and though I’m not
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| If was I’d snap a photo once they die on the spot
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| This is if I was serial killer, and though I’m not
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| But if I was I’d know that I can’t, so I would never stop
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| And I don’t know myself anymore
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| And I don’t know who I am anymore
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| And I don’t know who to be anymore
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| And I don’t know who I am anymore
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| And I don’t know what to think anymore
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| And I don’t know who I am anymore
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| Except that I am strange and deranged
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| And I don’t know who I am anymore
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| And I will never change
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| I wanna hold up this hatchet
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| This Psychopathic wicked shit will burn a hole in ya brain
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| (Chop it on down)
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| I wanna run with this hatchet
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| We gonna always keep it wicked, shit gonna always be the same
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| (Chop it on down)
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| I wanna hold up this hatchet
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| Fuck the world, take me under, bitch we tryin' to rule the tunnels
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| The Tempest raining lighting bolts and fire rain
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| ICP with Mike E. Clark again
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| (I wanna run with this hatchet)
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| Wicked clowns, Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox and Lotus
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| Holding down the underground and you know this
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| I wanna run with this hatchet
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| And you know this
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| Chop it on down
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| (Whoop Whoop!)
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| (Whoop Whoop!)
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| Chop it on down
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| (Whoop Whoop!)
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| (Whoop Whoop!)
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| I wanna hold up this hatchet
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| This Psychopathic wicked shit will burn a hole in ya brain
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| (Chop it on down)
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| I wanna run with this hatchet
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| We gonna always keep it wicked, shit gonna always be the same
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| (Chop it on down)
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| I wanna hold up this hatchet
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| Fuck the world, take me under, bitch we tryin' to rule the tunnels
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| The Tempest raining lighting bolts and fire rain
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| ICP with Mike E. Clark again
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| (I wanna run with this hatchet)
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| Wicked clowns, Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox and Lotus
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| Holding down the underground and you know this
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| I wanna run with this hatchet
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| And you know this
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| Chop it on down
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| (Whoop Whoop!)
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| (Whoop Whoop!)
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| Chop it on down
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| (Whoop Whoop!)
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| (Whoop Whoop!)
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| I wanna hold up this hatchet
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| This Psychopathic wicked shit will burn a hole in ya brain
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| (Chop it on down)
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| I wanna run with this hatchet
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| We gonna always keep it wicked, shit gonna always be the same
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| (Chop it on down)
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| I wanna hold up this hatchet
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| Fuck the world, take me under, bitch we tryin' to rule the tunnels
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| The Tempest raining lighting bolts and fire rain
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| ICP with Mike E. Clark again
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| (I wanna run with this hatchet)
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| Wicked clowns, Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox and Lotus
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| Holding down the underground and you know this
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| I wanna run with this hatchet
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| And you know this
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| And you know this
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| If I was a serial killer, I would bury all my special projects
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| Underneath the garden in my grandmother’s back yard
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| And if I was a serial killer, I would be strange and deranged
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| And I would rock my hatchet chain |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song If I Was A Serial Killer , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album The Tempest, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп