Maniac Killa (Juggalo Remix) Lyrics
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Maniac Killa (Juggalo Remix) Lyricsby Insane Clown Posse Buy album CD: Other Songs INS - Y Hello, Hi I'm Shaggs I don't know, maybe you heard of me The Southwest Strangla That one guy from ICP No? Well, it's cool then you don't know what to expect Allow me to extend my hand in friendship To shake your fuckin' neck As if you don't know, well you don't gotta clue Two dope, maniac killa from dark lotus crew Oh shit damn, lemme quit chokin' ya Sike, UUhh... uhh... ahhhhahaha I need a cigarette before I go ballistic Statistics of my mind frame Explains when I'm insane I'm twiztid, branded With the mark of the axe A minor relapse and all I wanna do is split backs Biaatch I'm a maniac But, you gotta understand that a I can't control my hands and a I'll love ta choke you if I can and a Never once Nowhere in my mind was I ever sane Ever since I remember, kill is just a game [X4] I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled See me on the streets bitch, don't get killed My mind is on my axe and my axe is on my side Tell me! Who wanna die? Tell me! Who wanna die? I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled A maniac killa, don't get killed I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled A maniac killa, don't get killed I be the maniac K-I double L-A I slit their fuckin' throats and have Sex with all the bodies, I'm a retard People call me special though I keep my victims eyelids In a manila office envelopes I split you like a cantaloupe To see what's on your mind Smokin' trees, keep me fine Well at least most of the time Till I'm on your front lawn Waitin' in the cold, the lights on But don't look like nobody home At last I come creepin' through through the darkness Missin' this dark and take out any carcass Dumpin' out my victims A couple suckas playin' dub with they gases Nobody else ghetto path Huh? muthafucka, give up your bread This is blaze ya dead homie sickin' the head I've been dead I thought you knew, I'm a maniac killa Psycho, thug, fillin' body bags on the daily whut? [X4] I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled See me on the streets bitch, don't get killed My mind is on my axe and my axe is on my side Tell me! Who wanna die? Tell me! Who wanna die?
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