Blackin' Your Eyes Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Filled your head with lead 'cause I want you dead 

Girlie girlie bitch, you fucking freaky bitch 

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, you fucking freaky hoe