Insane Clown Posse — Blackin Your Eyes (Carnival Of Carnage 1992)
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Blackin Your Eyes (Carnival Of Carnage 1992) Insane Clown Posse04:40
Текст песни: Blackin Your Eyes (Carnival Of Carnage 1992)
Blackin’ Your Eyes Lyrics[Intro: Violent J] Tick tock, tick tock (Tick tock, tick tock) Might go psycho sick (Tick tock, tick tock) Filled your head with lead (Tick tock, tick tock) 'Cause I want you dead (Tick tock, tick tock) 'Cause I want you dead (Tick tock, tick tock) 'Cause I want you dead (Tick tock, tick tock) Dead, dead 'Cause I want you dead [Verse 1: John Kickjazz & Shaggy 2 Dope] Girlie girlie bitch You fucking freaky bitch I'm knowing what you think You think your shit don't stink Take you out to dine And dine and wine and dine I'll tell you you look fine Then we fuck 'til I break your spine Bitchy bitchy ho We's fucking on the flo' We's fucking in the bed Then I'll shoot you in your head You'll never make me cry Before that, bitch, you die Wicked clown sadistic Sadistic psycholistic I do like Nate the Mack And club ya in the back I'm not like other guys I'm quick to blacken your eyes [Pre-Chorus] Come inside, take off your coat I'll make you feel at home (Tick tock, you don't stop, to the beat, tick tock, you don't stop) Then take out my billy club and go upside your dome (To the beat, tick tock, you don't stop, to the beat, tick tock, you don't stop) [Chorus] Bitchy bitchy ho You fucking freaky ho Bitchy bitchy ho You fucking freaky ho Bitchy bitchy ho You fucking freaky ho Bitchy bitchy ho You fucking freaky ho [Verse 2: John Kickjazz, Shaggy 2 Dope Violent J] You have a can of mace I'll shoot you in your face I grab you by the neck And rip that shit out Don't think that I'd hit ya But I'd punch and stomp and kick ya (You wouldn't hit a lady) What, bitch? What, ho? Bitch! You told me that you loved me I thought that shit was true But then you sucked on my boy's dick Until his balls turned blue Freaky freaky trick Take your fucking pick Suck or fuck or what? Nasty nasty slut I guess love is the word You act like you ain't heard I'm not like other guys I'm quick to blacken your eyes [Chorus] Bitchy bitchy ho (Tick tock, tick tock, tick) You fucking freaky ho (Tick tock, tick tock, tick) Bitchy bitchy ho (Tick tock, tick tock, tick) You fucking freaky ho (Tick tock, tick tock, tick) Bitchy bitchy ho (Tick tock, tick tock, tick) You fucking freaky ho (Tick tock, tick tock, tick) Bitchy bitchy ho (Tick tock, tick tock, tick) You fucking freaky ho (Tick tock, tick tock, tick) [Post-Chorus: Violent J] I, uh, um, I heard, I heard you got a neck Uh, why don't, why don't you let me, uh Why don't, um why don't you let me break it, bitch? (You fuckin' freaky ho) [Verse 3: John Kick Chass & Shaggy 2 Dope] I think I head a ho A helpless drunken ho Someone tell me so Do I hear a hoe Bitch, get in the car Then I'll take you to the bar But I took her to the alley And kicked her with the balley Stomped her in her face Her chicky chicky face You took my heart and bit it So I took your lip and split it You took my life and crushed It I took your head and bust it I'll take your leg and break it I'll take your life and take it And bitch, it's no surprise I'm not like other guys Take it, take it, take it Cut off your head and bake it And bitch, it's no surprise I'm quick to blacken your eyes [Pre-Chorus] Come inside, take off your coat I'll make you feel at home (Tick tock, you don't stop, to the beat, tick tock, you don't stop) Take this razor to your throat, I'm from the ghetto zone (To the beat, tick tock, you don't stop, to the beat, tick tock, you don't stop) [Chorus] Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking freaky) You fucking freaky ho (You bitchy bitchy) Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking freaky) You fucking freaky ho (You bitchy bitchy) Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking freaky) You fucking freaky ho (You bitchy bitchy) Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking freaky) You fucking freaky ho (You bitchy bitchy) Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking) (Hey, man, I'm always quick to hit a bitch) You fucking freaky ho (Bitchy bitchy) (You know what I'm saying?) Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking) (If I seen something, she better beat the shit out of me, you know?) You fucking freaky ho (Bitchy bitchy) (If a bitch can't defend herself, man, that's just [?], man) Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking) (I slap that bitch in the fucking [?]) You fucking freaky ho (Bitchy bitchy) (Fuck that shit) Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking) (Come on by, I'ma [?]) You fucking freaky ho (Bitchy bitchy) Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking) You fucking freaky ho (You bitchy bitchy) (I'm the wicked clown) Bitchy bitchy ho (You fucking) You fucking freaky ho (You bitchy bitchy) (Wicked, wicked, wicked clown)
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