Insane Clown Posse - Love Song Lyrics:
Yeah, I mean I hear what your sayin`
I mean you got carried away in the moment
And I could forgive you, I could do that
I could do anythin` if I wanted

I could buy you a Lexus truck
With a white leather interior, I could
I could kill off some bears and dogs and s**t
Just to make you a fur coat

I could love you and treat you with class
And have babies fallin` all out your ass
But thinkin` about that, I feel I`d rather kill you
`Cuz I got you in my car
And you ain`t goin` nowhere bitch, your dead

I`d rather cut that neck in half
I`d rather choke out that bitch ass
I`d rather chop and never stop
Because you f**ked my homie

I`d rather cut that neck in half
I`d rather choke out that bitch ass
I`d rather chop and never stop
Because you f**ked my homie

I could take all the face paint off
And get a real job workin` for your dad
I would rather take a 10 pound axe
And stick it in your daddy`s forehead

I could let you move into my house
You`d f**k the neighbor every time I go out
And wipe his nut on my pillow, oh, but I think I`d rather kill you
`Cuz we parked all alone on this here dark alleyway, hey

I`d rather cut that neck in half
I`d rather choke out that bitch ass
I`d rather chop and never stop
Because you f**ked my homie

I`d rather cut that neck in half
I`d rather choke out that bitch ass
I`d rather chop and never stop
Because you f**ked my homie

I`m the one that killed your precious cat
And stuffed `em in your f**kin` mailbox
If I only hadn`t cut off my hair
I`d choke you with all my dread-locks

When I scream at the moon every night
You should`ve known somethin` just ain`t right
`Cuz I`m gonna slap you and then I`m going to kill you
`Cuz the moon told me to and it`s watchin` us right now

I`d rather cut that neck in half
I`d rather choke out that bitch ass
I`d rather chop and never stop
Because you f**ked my homie

I`d rather cut that neck in half
I`d rather choke out that bitch ass
I`d rather chop and never stop
Because you f**ked my homie

I could go back to school instead
And try to get my diploma, I know
I`d much rather bang your head on the wall
Until you fall into a coma

`Cuz I can`t get you outta my head
I`d cut my head off but then I would be dead
And I ain`t the only mothaf**ka that`s dyin`
So lets just die together

I`d rather cut that neck in half
I`d rather choke out that bitch ass
I`d rather chop and never stop
Because you f**ked my homie
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