Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swings & Chops, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Date of issue: 20.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Swings & Chops |
| This hatchet I wield. |
| When it cuts you, it sting |
| Take a low blow, you can be sure your nuts fling |
| I’m a monster, if there ever was. |
| I just () |
| First person, I’m splittin' they dome when I (Chop) |
| Split the meat straight down to the bone when I (Chop) |
| Best believe it. |
| I’m all in the zone when I (Chop) |
| Leave a dead body needin' some bones when I (Chop) |
| I grit my teeth every time I (Swing) |
| Cut through your beef every time I (Swing) |
| I feel no grief every time I (Swing) |
| Big chief, dead body, ruler, high king |
| (I'm crazy!) Here we go, voices in stereo |
| (Tell me when to do it again) |
| (I'm crazy!) Here we go, voices in stereo |
| (Tell me when to do it again) |
| (I'm crazy!) Here we go, voices in stereo |
| (Tell me when to do it again) |
| (Come on! Come on! Come on!) |
| I got the moon in the sky and the gin in my gut (Hey!) |
| Got the voices in my brain, I’ll be killin' or what (Hey!) |
| I don’t want a loud gun that will attract some cops (Hey!) |
| All I need it my hatchet (Yeah! Yeah!) |
| (Some swings and some chops) |
| Step back. |
| I swing like I must when I (Chop) |
| Not just a hole, your whole head’ll bust when I (Chop) |
| We can be friends, but you better trust that I’ll (Chop) |
| Straight to brains. |
| I hack to the brains when I (Chop) |
| I swear, nothing can stop me. |
| I (Swing) |
| Know kung fu? |
| You’ll never block me. |
| I (Swing) |
| Got one through. |
| So what you socked me? |
| I (Swing) |
| Crazies love me for so much chop meat I bring |
| Better back up, avoid getting hacked, ‘cause I (Chop) |
| Afterwards, duct tape and wrap, ‘cause I (Chop) |
| Into a barrel you’ll probably get packed, ‘cause I (Chop) |
| With these blades you don’t wanna get slapped, ‘cause I (Chop) |
| Kinda like a Shaolin monk, I (Swing) |
| Chop your body parts into chunks. |
| I (Swing) |
| Don’t matter if you brave or a punk. |
| I (Swing) |
| Moonlight got me nutty and drunk, and I (Swing) |
| (I'm crazy!) Here we go, voices in stereo |
| (Tell me when to do it again) |
| (I'm crazy!) Here we go, voices in stereo |
| (Tell me when to do it again) |
| (I'm crazy!) Here we go, voices in stereo |
| (Tell me when to do it again) |
| (Come on! Come on! Yeah! Come on!) |
| I got the moon in the sky and the gin in my gut (Hey!) |
| Got the voices in my brain, I’ll be killin' or what (Hey!) |
| I don’t want a loud gun that will attract some cops (Hey!) |
| All I need it my hatchet (Yeah! Yeah!) |
| (Some swings and some chops) |
| Chop |
| Chop |