Insane Clown Posse – If I Was A Serial Killer Lyrics  Share

From Insane Clown Posse's album: The Tempest

If I was a serial killer, they would find all my victims

heads in funky-ass gas station toilets

And if I was a serial killer, I would be strange and

deranged and I would never change



If I was a serial killer, I^,d be known as The Smoker,

cuz I would cut off and smoke all of they hair

And if I was a serial killer, I would sleep on broken

glass and thumb tacks and I would smoke mad crack



First thing I would do would be to kill a couple hotties,

That always gets ^,em all stirred up: decapitated bodies



Dumped on the stale police lawn just before dawn

To let them know my ritual had begun



I^,d crack a 40 with the Devil, tell him dig me a hole

^,Cuz I^,m commin^, when I die, until then I^,m in control



This is if I was a serial killer and though I ain^,t

If I was I^,d do my walls up blood red with blood paint



This is if I was serial killer and though I ain^,t

If I was I^,d never stop because I^,d that I can^,t



If I was a serial killer I would drive a black van,

and I would ride around the college campus

And if I was serial killer, I would walk among us

and gain trust until I needed that rush



I park outside these bitches homes, then drive away

Then come back with my lights off this time I^,m here to stay



I^,d wear human bones around my neck and have

my ceremonies the go back upstairs and microwave some macaronis



You know what^,s up in my trunk so don^,t ask me to pop it

One I get out to my cabin then I^,ll finally unlock it



This is if I was a serial killer and though I^,m not

If I was I^,d snap a photo once they die on the spot

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This is if I was a serial killer and though I^,m not

I^,d know that I can^,t so I would have to stop



And I don^,t know myself anymore

And I don^,t know who I am anymore



And I don^,t know who to be anymore

And I don^,t know who I am anymore



And I don^,t know what to think anymore

And I don^,t know who I am anymore



Except that I am strange and deranged

And I will never change



I wanna hold up this Hatchet

This Psychopathic wicked shit will burn a hole in ya brain



I wanna run with this Hatchet

We gonna always keep it wicked, shit gonna always be the same



Fuck the world, take me under, bitch we tryin^, rule

the tunnels The Tempest raining lightning bolts and

fire rain, ICP with Mike E Clark again



I wanna run with this Hatchet

Wicked Clowns, Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox and Lotus

Holding down the underground and you know this,

and you know this



I wanna run with this Hatchet

I wanna hold up this Hatchet



Repeat x2



If I was a serial killer, I would bury all my special

projects underneath the garden in my grandmother^,s backyard

And if I was a serial killer, I would be strange and

deranged and I would rock my Hatchet chain
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