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Insane Clown Posse lyrics
Insane Clown Posse lyrics
"Chicken Huntin (Slaughterhouse mix) Lyrics"
Well I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' Chicken huntin'.
Choppin' red neck chicken necks I ain't sayin' nothin'
To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye, boom-shaka, boom-shaka,
Hair chunks in the sky.
Why? I, never liked chicken pot pie or the chopped chicken on rye.
Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up
Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab, cut.
"What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?"
Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his Aunt Nilly.
Willie, Willie Chicken neck. Chicken huntin' gotta love it.
Hit him with the 12 gauge bucket, Chicken nuggets.
Layed out all over the grass. Bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em up
fast.
(Pre-Chorus):
Last as long as you can, my man,
Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan you got:
Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w ech
Someone I Ain't Lyrics
It wasn't what you said It's knowin' what you mean You wanna spread your wings and fly where the moment takes you off Tryin' hard to be , someone you ain't It wasn't how
es) It wasn't what you said It's knowin' what you mean You wanna spread your wings and fly where the moment takes you off Tryin' hard to be , someone you ain't It wasn't how
Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w echoes)
Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w echoes)
Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so...
(End prechorus)
(Chorus):
"Who's goin' chicken huntin?"
"We's goin' chicken huntin'."
"Who's goin' chicken huntin?"
"We's goin' chicken huntin'."
"Who's goin' chicken huntin?"
"We's goin' chicken huntin'."
"Cut a motherfuckin' chic
Populaumlr Lyrics
ah ich steh auf sie ich find sie cool hör mir das tape nochmal an weil ichs zurückspul denn das ist meine mucke alter die geht ab sag ich dir komm mit zum vorverkaufsschalter mann und sc
ken up, " ah ich steh auf sie ich find sie cool hör mir das tape nochmal an weil ichs zurückspul denn das ist meine mucke alter die geht ab sag ich dir komm mit zum vorverkaufsschalter mann und sc
"Right!"
(Chorus)
Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah,
Feel the red on a Chicken neck.
Choppin up hella yeah, Billy bob Billy
Cuz I chop motherfuckin' red necks silly.
Peeped in your yard tell me what did I see?
I seen a chicken boy, fuckin' this sheep. I said,
"Mister, mister, What the fuck you tryin' to do?"
Badau-bad-a-badau-badau-bau
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