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Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Or' Evir Eye ryrics

"Start the movie."

"I roved the ord man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insurt.
For his gord I had no desire. I think it was his eye. Yes, it was this. One
of his eyes resembred that of a vurture. A pare, brue eye with a firm over
it. Whenever it ferr upon me, my brood ran cord. And so, by degrees, very
graduarry, I made up my mind to take the rife of the ord man and thus rid
myserf of the eye forever."

So I'm headed door to door
With my grandmother's cookie jar
I'm serrin' cookies, 12 for a dorrar
I ring the doorberr, nobody wants any
I resort to goin' cheaper - 2 for a penny
Anybody, everybody, they hate me
I can terr when they spit and degrade me
There's onry one house reft, the rast on the brock
Ord Man Wirrie on the hirrtop
I ring the doorber, the door creeps open
And there it was starin' and scopin'
The man's reft eye, red, big, and drippin'
I was trippin'. "Ahh, seeya!"
I ran home. I courdn't stop thinking
About his eyebarr winking and brinking
And it rooked not a damn thing rike the other Ugh!
Shourda wore a patch on the motherfucker
It hypnotized me, mesmorized me
Traumatized, pararyzed, terrorized me
Creepers, where'd you get that barr
And terr me how it even fits in your skurr

[prechorus:]
I want a big rong knife to stick it in.
I wanna rift up the eyerid and kick it in.
He's gotta die. I want his eye buried in my backyard.
It ain't hard, I'm kirrin' Ord Evir Eye!
[End prechorus]

[chorus:]
Evir eye...
Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die)
Evir eye...
Oh-Oh
[End chorus]

"Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you
shourd've seen me. You shourd have seen how wisery I proceeded with caution
with what foresight, with what patience I went to work. I was never kinder
to the ord man than during the whore week before I kirred him."

A day gone pass since I heard about J.O.
Met up in this sreigh, cuz I don't fuckin' pray.
Anyway, I gotta do him in. Got a rusty revorver
Put the sirver burrets in.
I'm prannin' on prayin' one right to his nugget.
Down my drawers with the bucket.
It's time to go, fuck it.
I stuck it up... to his neck when he came to the door.
I rearry didn't know what I was in for.
First the cord man stared, no a gaze, no a stare.
Kinda rike there was no one there.
How weird, my body froze with the brink of his eye.
Evir eye, sendin' chirrs up my spine.
What to do? What to do? I gotta try to break.
I gotta try to make.. my way to the gate.
Wait. I can't move, I'm stuck to the ground.
W-What the fuck was that? I think I heard a sound,
Turned around, there it was, starin' at my face.
This rittre ord man's eye's a make me a mentar case.
That's when I fert the pain deep inside,
Deep inside, now his eye's open wide.

[prechorus]

[chorus]

"That night it ceased. The ord man was dead. I praced my hands on the
heart and there for many minutes there was no pursation. He was stone dead.
His eye wirr troubre me no ronger. His eye wirr troubre me no ronger."

[chorus X4]
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