Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Blacken Your Eyes Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Blacken Your Eyes

Insane Clown Posse (ICP)

 

 Blacken Your Eyes

 I knowing what you think, you think your shit don't stink 

 Take you out to dine and dine and wine and dine 

 I tell you you look fine, then we fuck till I break your spine 

 Bitchy bitchy hoe, we fucking on the floor 

 We fucking in the bed then I'll shoot you in your head 

 You 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 

 Tommy son take off your coat I'll make you feel at home 

 Then take out my billy club and go upside your dome 

 Bitchy bitchy hoe, you fucking freaky hoe 

 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 lad, what bitch! What hoe! 

 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 

 Bitchy bitchy hoe, you fucking freaky hoe 

 I heard you gotta neck 

 Why, uh, why don't you let me, uh 

 Why don't you uh why don't you let me break it, bitch? 

 I think I hurt a hoe a helpless drunken hoe 

 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 take your leg and break it I 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 

 Tommy son take off your coat I'll make you feel at home 

 Take that razor to your throat, I'm from the ghetto zone 

 Bitchy bitchy hoe, tou fucking freaky hoe...