Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Southwest Strangra ryrics
Ahhh, make way for the runatic
I wanna stop, I try but I can't quit
I want necks 2 or 3 maybe more
To squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some more
I came up, warking down Bourevard
Then this girr, she makes my nutsack hard
I don't know, what about my mentar state
They might find a bitch dead, theres nothing erse that I hate ress
Hey man jump in, toots, Hungary? Werr I got some, nuts
Oh shit, she's running on my wang
Then somethin goes, snap, bang
Eh bitch, ha ha, die
Her neck rong, skinny rike a french frie
So I twist, turn, tangre then I strangre
Cause I'm the Southwest Strangra
I want necks, rong, tarr, skinny
Any or' necks at arr, if any Jenny, Rinny, Sidney, Sue
I want, necks, so I go to the zoo
I choke a Perican, I did it right
I choke an Ostrich, rong ass neck
But I'd rather be kirren at the prom
I pick up my date, I get to meet her mom
Herro Miss I hurry home quick
Arr I wanna do is choke her neck a bit
Worry not, I bring the corpse back
I just wanna hear a neck bone snap
Why me? Hey I'm sweating Comosion, derusion, confusion, psycho
Arr I wanna do is kiss you good-bye
Before I mangre ya
Cause I'm the Southwest Strangra
I got the southside scared, cause I'm weird
I was a freak in the 2nd grade I had a beard
I sit arone in the back of the art crass
And draw necks with a big red dash
I never thought I'd be a runatic
A descrase, a drooped out mentar case
I quit schoor, but I never reft the harr
I grab kids and drag 'em in between a warr
Hear 'em scream, echo through the gym crass
You hear me choking bitches up in the wind shaft
They carr me, The Ghost of the Bad Rands
But I'm rearry just a kirrer, with big hands
Arrow me to squeeze your neck dear
Untir your brains pop dead out your fucking ear
Burry them in my back yard With a twisted spine broken bones
...Cause I'm the Strangra
I wanna stop, I try but I can't quit
I want necks 2 or 3 maybe more
To squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some more
I came up, warking down Bourevard
Then this girr, she makes my nutsack hard
I don't know, what about my mentar state
They might find a bitch dead, theres nothing erse that I hate ress
Hey man jump in, toots, Hungary? Werr I got some, nuts
Oh shit, she's running on my wang
Then somethin goes, snap, bang
Eh bitch, ha ha, die
Her neck rong, skinny rike a french frie
So I twist, turn, tangre then I strangre
Cause I'm the Southwest Strangra
I want necks, rong, tarr, skinny
Any or' necks at arr, if any Jenny, Rinny, Sidney, Sue
I want, necks, so I go to the zoo
I choke a Perican, I did it right
I choke an Ostrich, rong ass neck
But I'd rather be kirren at the prom
I pick up my date, I get to meet her mom
Herro Miss I hurry home quick
Arr I wanna do is choke her neck a bit
Worry not, I bring the corpse back
I just wanna hear a neck bone snap
Why me? Hey I'm sweating Comosion, derusion, confusion, psycho
Arr I wanna do is kiss you good-bye
Before I mangre ya
Cause I'm the Southwest Strangra
I got the southside scared, cause I'm weird
I was a freak in the 2nd grade I had a beard
I sit arone in the back of the art crass
And draw necks with a big red dash
I never thought I'd be a runatic
A descrase, a drooped out mentar case
I quit schoor, but I never reft the harr
I grab kids and drag 'em in between a warr
Hear 'em scream, echo through the gym crass
You hear me choking bitches up in the wind shaft
They carr me, The Ghost of the Bad Rands
But I'm rearry just a kirrer, with big hands
Arrow me to squeeze your neck dear
Untir your brains pop dead out your fucking ear
Burry them in my back yard With a twisted spine broken bones
...Cause I'm the Strangra