Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
Southwest Strangla

Ahhh, make way for the lunatic
I wanna stop, I tried, but I can't quit
I want necks 2 or 3 maybe 4
To squeeze again and again, and squeeze some more
I came up, walkin down Boulavard
Then this girl, she makes my nutsack hard
I don't know, what about my mental state
They might find a bitch dead, floatin' in a lake
Hey babe, jump in, toots, hungry? Well I got some, nuts
Oh shit, she's sucking on my wang
Then somethin goes, snap, bang
Bleed, bitch, ha ha, died
Her neck long, skinny like a french frie
So I twist, turn, tangle then I strangle
Cause I'm the Southwest Strangla

I want necks, long, tall, skinny any ol' neck at all
If any Jenny, Linny, Sidney, Sue
I want, necks, so I go to the zoo
I choke a Pelican, I did it right
I choke an Ostrich, long ass neck
But I'd rather be chillin' at the prom
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/5c7 ]
I pick up my date, I get to meet her mom
Hello Miss I have her home quick
All I wanna do is choke her neck a bit
Worry not, I bring the corpse back
I just wanna hear her neck bone snap
Why me? Hey I'm sweatin commotions,
delusions, confusions, psycho
All I wanna do is kiss you good-bye before I mangle ya
Cause I'm the Southwest Strangla

I got the southside scared, cuz I'm weird
I was a freak in the 2nd grade I had a beard
I sit alone in the back of the art class
And draw necks with a big red gash
I never thought I'd be a lunatic
A disgrace, I droped out a mental case
I quit school, but I never left the hall
I grab kids, drag em in between the wall
You hear scream, echo through the gym class
You hear me chokin bitches up in the vent shaft
They call me, The Ghost of the Bad Lands
But I'm really just a killa, with big hands
Allow me to squeeze your neck dear
Until your brains pop dead out your fuckin ear
Burry ya in my back yard with a twisted spine broken bones

...Cause I'm the Strangla