C.P.K.’s (Mike E. Clark Remix) Insane Clown Posse

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Crooked preacher killa
Crooked preacher killa
Crooked preacher killa
Crooked preacher killa
Crooked preacher killa
Crooked preacher killa
Crooked preacher killa
Crooked preacher killa

I walked into the church dressed up, as an alter boy
I see the preacher he said, lil boy Imma teach ya
Put his hand on my shoulder, felt the claw of the beast
I never thought itd be so fuckin easy murdering a priest
We went into the confession booth, he took off his clothes
And cut some yay right on his bible top and ooted his nose
I jammed a butcher's knife, 12 inches into his gut
He looked me right into my eyes while I yankin it up
Preacher killas

Crooked preacher killas (stop it)
Crooked preacher killas (I gotta bloody em up)
Crooked preacher killas (stop it)
Crooked preacher killas

I walked into the sermon strapped with an iron crowbar
Ill beat a nun into a bloody stew, in the trunk of my car
How the fuck she got fake titties and pussy ring?! Bullshit
She sucked the preachers dick in the pulpit
I know the goins on
Ive witnessed it with pushin my mop
And blood gushin nonstop when hatchet go chop
I ain't no fuckin holy roller
Im outta controla
Face painted fuckin preacher killas gone off they yola

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