| Okay, tomorrow we’re gonna take a look at chapters 34 and 35, alright?
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| And don’t forget this Friday, test papers are due
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| No, no, I told you last week that they would be due on Friday, okay?
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| So, make sure that’s taken care of, and we’ll see you tomorrow
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| The first pedophile, he was teacher
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| I waited for school to end, under the bleachers
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| I walked down the halls, dragging my axe
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| He was pinning papers to the board with tacks
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| I slipped in the room and raised my weapon
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| And whistled as he turned around for a second
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| I buried the blade deep into his scalp
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| He never even had a chance to cry for help
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| The next pedophile, he drove a cab
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| I held him down on 13th Ave
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| We made some small talk about the weather
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| All while I got my wire together
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| He stopped at the light, eyes on the road
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| I slipped my cord right around his throat
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| With my knees up, I yanked it back
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| His head fell forward into his lap
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| Six pedophiles (left for)
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| Six pedophiles (left for dead)
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| Six pedophiles (left for dead)
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| Six pedophiles (left for)
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| Six pedophiles (left for dead)
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| The third pedophile, he worked at home
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| He probably considered it his safety zone
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| But he was wrong. |
| I walked right in the door
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| His chihuahua was barking, but not anymore
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| He came around the corner. |
| I blasted him flat
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| And beat him horrendous with a baseball bat
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| Caved his skull in and left it there
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| In a pile of blood, brains, bones, and hair
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| The next pedophile, he did construction
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| Showed up on the site looking for destruction
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| Picked up a nail gun, as soon as I spot him
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| He asked who the fuck I was. |
| I shot him
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| Three or four more times, all in the neck
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| And then picked up a sledge hammer and broke his back
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| Hit him again in the back of the head
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| His whole skull exploded into a spread
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| Six pedophiles (left for)
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| Six pedophiles (left for dead)
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| Six pedophiles (left for)
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| Six pedophiles (left for dead)
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| Six pedophiles (left for dead)
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| The fifth pedophile was a children’s doctor
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| I grabbed my hatchet, the predator chopper
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| Walked in his office, the nurse tried to stop me
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| I gave her a choice: Leave or be chopped meat
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| She was out of there. |
| I kicked the door in
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| There he was, website kiddie porn exploring
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| One swift swing straight down was fatal
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| His whole head split like a tomato
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| The last pedophile, he had no job
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| He was a fuckin' bum who lived with his mom
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| The lady was old. |
| I waited for her to leave
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| Simple, with a .38 up my sleeve
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| I knocked on the door. |
| This shit is gonna be fun
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| I shot him in the belly. |
| He tried to run
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| I shot him in both legs, and finally the head
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| And like that, left him on the front lawn dead
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| Six pedophiles (left for)
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| Six pedophiles (left for dead)
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| Six pedophiles (left for dead)
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| Six pedophiles (left for)
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| Six pedophiles (left for dead)
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| Six pedophiles (left for)
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| Six pedophiles (left for)
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| …four five six, six
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| One two three four five six, six
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| One two three four five six, six
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| One two three four five six, six
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| Six pedophiles |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Six Pedophiles , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album The Marvelous Missing Link: The Outtakes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп