ICP - C.P.K.'s (Mike E. Clark Mix) | Текст песни

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[Verse 1:]
{Violent J:}
I walked into the church dressed up as an alter boy
I seen the preacher he said, "Little boy I'm a teacher"
Put his hand up on my shoulder, felt the claw of the beast
I never thought it'd be so fuckin easy murderin 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 butchers knife twelve inches into his gut
He looked me right into my eyes while I was yankin it up
Preacher killas!

[Verse 2:]
{Shaggy 2 Dope:}
I walked into the sermon strapped with an iron crowbar
I beat a nun into a bloody stew in the trunk of my car
How the fuck she got fake titties and a pussy ring? BULLSHIT!
She sucked the preacher's dick in the pulpit
I know the goin's on, I've witnessed it while pushin my mop
And blood gushin don't stop when my hatchet go chop
I ain't no fuckin holy rolla, I'm outta controlla
Face painted fuckin preacher killas gone off they yola!

{Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope:}
We shootin for the preacher, FUCK! I missed and hit the reverend
But it doesn't matter though, they say he's goin to heaven
And then I shot for the preacher, I blew his ear off!
We in the balcony bustin, gone off PCP and Smirnoff
Shot again, I missed and hit somebody in the choir
They fell back into the candle rack and caught the place on fire
I shot again, I finally caught the preacher in his dome
Then we put our barells to each other's heads and took it home!

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