(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Ahhh, make way for the lunatic
I wanna stop, I try but I couldn't quit
I want necks two and three and then four
To squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some more
Seen a girlie walkin down Boulavard
She looks good, she makes my nutsack hard
I don't know, what about my mental state
They might find a bitch dead, floatin in the lake
Hey man jump in, toots, hungry?
Well I got some, nuts
Oh shit, she's suckin on my wang
Then somethin goes, snap, bang
Squeeze, bitch, ha ha, die
Her neck long, skinny like a french fry
So I twist, turn, tangle then I strangle
Cause I'm the Southwest Strangla

I want necks, long, tall, skinny
Any ol' necks at all, if any
Jenny, Linny, Cindy, Sue
I want, necks, so I go to the zoo
I choke a pelican, I gets wack
I choke an Ostrich, long ass neck
But I'd rather be chillin at the prom
I pick up my date, I get to meet her mom
Hello Miss I hurry home quick
All I wanna do is choke her neck a bit
Worry not, I bring the corpse back
I just wanna hear a neckbone snap
Why me? Hey I'm sweatin
Comossion, dillusion, confusion, psycho
All I wanna do is kiss you good-bye
Before I mangle ya
Cause I'm the Southwest Strangla

I got the southside scared, cause I'm weird
I was a freak in the second grade I had a beard
I sit alone in the back of the art class
And draw necks with a big red gash
I never thought I'd be a lunatic
A disgrace, a dropped out mental case
I quit school, but I never left the hall
I grab kids and drag 'em in between a wall
Ya hear 'em scream, echo through the gym class
You hear me chokin bitches up in the wind shaft
They call me, The Ghost of the Bad Lands
But I'm really just a killa, with big hands
Allow me to squeeze your neck dear
Until your brains pop dead out your fucken ear
Bury ya in my backyard
With a twisted spine broken bones
Cause I'm the Strangla