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insane clown posse - bloody bitch lyrics

i live life like i’m playing a game of x-box
i don’t give a f-ck if i die or get caught
there i am, god-d-mn, everything was smooth
i woke up with a bl–dy b-tch dead in the bathroom
my wicked sh-t praise that i heard through the days
somehow now relays my new murderous ways
violent j’s not around but moon glorious is there
scared of f-cking death, and what’s happening here
blood in the tub as i scrub a dub, on my knees geez
i hope she ain’t have a disease
i need the keys to the shed, i’ma cut the head off
my daddy got a knife in there to cut lead off
how should i do this, what sounds fun?
i just sat on her headpiece and twiddled my thumbs
finally said f-ck it, stomped her face
sunk in like a pumpkin, i left no trace

another b-tch dead (on my bathroom floor)
another b-tch dead (on my bathroom floor)
another b-tch dead (in my bathroom)
find me, deep in the night i be thugging
another b-tch dead (on my bathroom floor)
another b-tch dead (on my bathroom floor)
another b-tch dead (in my bathroom)
find me, end of the night i be scrubbing

you must think i’m some kind of f-cking idiot, don’t ya?
what you think i’ma do, warn you when i’m on ya?
that’s what tv do, with forensic files
teaching all your secrets and styles
got that (? alumina phorisone or phollisone?) for your crime lab
you’ll find nothing but a carc-ss slab
i got fourty dead bodies all buried out back
and if a limb’s sticking out when i’m mowing i handle that
this b-tch don’t, she deserve this
she had a neden that wouldn’t provide service
she even stuck a stiletto in my eye
three inches deep and i still couldn’t see why
i had to stab her with a toothbrush in the throat
and then stuff the b-tch mouth with a bar of soap
drown the b-tch in a toilet at that
look at them tiles, she dead on crack

four o’ clock in the morning out here and one slip up
had to freeze her so the b-tch ain’t a dripper
unzip the zipper, feel like jack the ripper
had to monkey flip her in a wood chipper
blood on my walls, mirrors and floors
some even on the carpet from under the doors
i never saw so much f-cking blood before
a sl-tty wh-r- with more blood than a dinosaur
ajax (here’s a quarter), call mr. clean
tell him and comet they’re needed at the scene
scrubbed all night to some old color me bad
wrapped up the bl–dy towels in a garbage bag
send it to the curb, it ain’t absurd
this week’s been good, that b-tch was the third
h-ll’s pit’s gots a cactus waiting on my -ss
so expect me to cry when its time to p-ss

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