Insane Clown Posse - Hell's Pit- C.p.k's lyrics

I walked into the church dressed up as an altar boy i seen a preacher, he said little boy imma Teacher, put his hand on my shoulder felt the claw of the beast, i never thought it'd be so f**in easy murdering a priest, we went into the confession booth, he took off his clothes& cut Some yay right on his bible top & ooted his nose, i jammed a butcher knife 12 inches into his Gut, he looked me right in the eyes while i was yankin it up, preacha k**as! [chorus] Crooked preacha k**as (stop it!) Crooked preacha k**as (i gotta bloody em up!) Crooked preacha k**as (stop it!) Crooked preacha k**as! I walked into the sermon, strapped with a iron crowbar, i beat a nun into a bloody stew in the Trunk of my car, how the f** she got fake titties & a p**y ring? bullsh**! she s**ed the Preachers dick in the pulpit, i know the goings-on, ive witnessed it while pushing my mop & blood Gushing when my hatchet go chop, i aint a f**in holy rolla, im outta controlla, face painted, f**in preacha k**as gone off that yola...cola [chorus] Crooked preacha k**as (stop it!) Crooked preacha k**as (i gotta bloody em up!) Crooked preacha k**as (stop it!) Crooked preacha k**as! We shootin for the preacha, f**, i missed & hit the reverend, but it doesnt matter though, they Say hes goin to heaven, & then i shot for the preacher, i blew his ear off, we in the balcony Bustin, gone of pcp & smirnoff, i shot again, missed & hit somebody in the choir, they fell back Into the candle rack & caught the place on fire, i shot again, i finally caught the preacherin His dome, then we put our barrels to each others heads & took it home [chorus] Crooked preacha k**as (stop it!) Crooked preacha k**as (i gotta bloody em up!) Crooked preacha k**as (stop it!) Crooked preacha k**as (leave the f**in kids alone!) Crooked preacha k**as (f*ggots!) Crooked preacha k**as (i gotta bloody em up!) Crooked preacha k**as (stop it!) Crooked preacha k**as (i gotta bloody em up!)