Текст песни Insane Clown Posse - C.P.K.`s
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[Verse - Violent J]I walked into the church, dressed up as an altar boyI seen a preacha, he said "little boy I`mma teach ya"Put his hand up on my shoulder, felt the claw of the beastI never thought it`d be so fuckin` easy murderin` a priestWe went into the confession booth, he took off his clothesAnd cut some yay right on his bible top and ooted his noseI jammed a butcher`s knife, 12 inches into his gutHe looked me right into my eyes while I was yankin` it upPreacha killas.[Hook]Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)Crooked preacha killas (I gotta bloody him up!)Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)Crooked preacha killas[Verse - Shaggy 2 Dope]I walked into the sermen, strapped with an iron crowbarI beat a nun into a bloody stew in the trunk of my carHow the fuck she got fake titties and a pussy ring? bullshit!She sucked the preacher dick in the pulpitI know the goin`s-on, I`ve witnessed it while pushin` my mopAnd blood gushin` no stop when my hatchet go chopI ain`t no fuckin` holy rolla, I`m outta controllaFace painted, fuckin` preacha killas gone off that yola.[Hook]Crooked preacha killas (cola!)Crooked preacha killas (I gotta bloody him up!)Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)Crooked preacha killas[Verse - Violent J]We shootin` for the preacha, fuck I missed and hit the reverendBut it doesn`t matter though, they say he`s goin` to Heaven[Shaggy 2 Dope]And then I for the preacha, I blew his ear offWe in the balcony bustin`, gone off PCP and Smirnoff[Violent J]Shot again, I missed and hit somebody in the choirThey fell back into the candle rack and caught the place on fire[Shaggy 2 Dope]I shot again, I finally caught the preacha in his dome[Both]Then we put our barrels to each other`s heads and took it hoome.[Hook]Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)Crooked preacha killas (I gotta bloody him up!)Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)Crooked preacha killas (leave the fuckin` kids alone!)Crooked preacha killas (faggots!)Crooked preacha killas (I gotta bloody him up!)Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)Crooked preacha killas (I gotta bloody him up!)Hell...is a real placeHell!He-He-HELL!Hell!Hell!Hell!