Mutilator - Insane Clown Posse

So you wanna be a mutilator?

A crank windin' flesh and meat disintegrator?

Be a waste, huh?

A disgrace, huh?

You wanna stab and lick a face, see how it taste, huh?

Drag a blade some, incisions, make some

Just off a whim, saw off limbs and separate some

Not fittin' in?

Shit, don’t pretend

You wanna stab somebody, stab 'em, like it, stab again

Right off the bat, you grab it mad

You wanna stab anatomies

And jab the bladder like your fantasies

Don’t matter, fuck some casualties

The blood spat is bad and scattered fat you’re glad to see

But to erratically react can mean some automatic tragedies

A slicer, a sacrificer

You prefer the axe, it hacks at backs and necks nicer

A flesh invader, annihilator

I know exactly how ya feelin', boy, you wanna be a mutilator

Feels like I’m fallin'

You pay to play (A mutilator)

Start down that road, you can’t turn back

You pay to play (A mutilator)

Feels like I’m fallin'

You pay to play (A mutilator)

Start down that road, you can’t turn back

You pay to play (A mutilator)

I know you’re like, fuck it, make human nuggets

And when the torso’s all that’s left, you wanna hug it

Snap digits off, slice meat

You wanna slap their naked dead ass to the beat

Splashin' blood puddles, slip and slide

Lubricated bloody bodies pressed together glide

Stab a chainsaw through his dang skull

Thick and gluey blood spatter drains down the wall

Windows up a crack, in black you’re dressed

Cut to the back, they havin' sex

Weapon attack, I’m mad possessed

Jump out attackin', stabbin' necks

So what you snapped, you’re hella stressed

The pressure’s bad, you’re mad depressed

They chest collapsed, the savages

Now gladly ask the rest

To pull the heart out, through the armpit

Right from the start, they bled so hard, fuck up your carpet

Duct tape and wires, have fun with pliers

Bury the corpse and help 'em hang the missin' flyers

You loonin' mutilator

Feels like I’m fallin'

You pay to play (A mutilator)

Start down that road, you can’t turn back

You pay to play (A mutilator)

Feels like I’m fallin'

You pay to play (A mutilator)

Start down that road, you can’t turn back

You pay to play (A mutilator)

I set my room on fire

Hung myself with wires

Stabbed myself and still I won’t expire

What the fuck is wrong with folks like us?

Played chicken with a train

Shot Drano in my veins

Blew out my brains and yet I still remain

What’s wrong with folks like us?

I know my brain’s broken

Strangle myself, chokin'

Bleedin' out, both my wrists sliced open

What’s wrong with folks like us?

Swallowed a lit M-80

Fucked the junkie bag lady raw

And still survived it all

What’s wrong with folks like us?

How come everyone

And land us in prison?

How come I’m not sorry?

I give no fucks to be forgiven

How come I hate that you’re livin'?

All I do is hate, that’s a given

I’m motivated by hate

When it comes to hatred, I’m driven

Incisions

Cartoon visions

You wanna remove a head without a blade

Well, that’s a brutal decision

I see ya smilin'

Devastation

I recognize what’s in ya eyes

It’s the flame of mutilation

Feels like I’m fallin'

You pay to play (A mutilator)

Start down that road, you can’t turn back

You pay to play (A mutilator)

Feels like I’m fallin'

You pay to play (A mutilator)

Start down that road, you can’t turn back

You pay to play (A mutilator)

A mutilator

A mutilator