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Ol' Evil Eye Lyrics
"Start tha movie."
"I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For
his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye. Yes it was this. One of his eyes
resembled that of a vulture. A pale blue eye with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me my
blood ran cold. And so by degrees very gradually I made up my mind to take the life of
the old man and thus rid myself of the eye forever."
So I'm headed door to door
With my grandmother's cookie jar.
I'm sellin' cookies, 12 for a dollar.
I ring the doorbell, nobody wants any.
I resort to goin' cheaper - 2 for a penny.
Anybody, everybody, they hate me.
I can tell when they spit and degrade me.
There's only one house left, the last on the block.
Old Man Willie on the hilltop.
I ring the doorbell, the door creeps open.
And there it was starin' and scopin'.
The man's left eye, red, big, and drippin'
I was trippin'. "Ahh, seeya!"
I ran home. I couldn't stop thinking
About his eyeball winking and blinking.
And it looked not a damn thing like the other. Ugh!
Shoulda wore a patch on the motherfucker.
It hypnotized me, mesmerized me.
Traumatized, paralyzed, terrorized me.
Creepers, where'd you get that ball?
And tell me how it even fits in your skull.
I want a big long knife to stick it in.
I want to lift up the eyelid and kick it in.
He's gotta die. I want his eye buried in my backyard.
It ain't hard, I'm killin' Old Evil Eye!
[Chorus]
Evil eye...
Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die)
Evil eye...
Oh Oh
"Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing? But you
should've seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded with caution with
what
foresight, with what dissimulation I went to work. I was never kinder to the old man
than
during the whole week before I killed him."
A day gone pass since I heard about J.O.
Met up in this sleigh, 'cause I don't fuckin' play.
Anyway, I gotta do him in. Got a rusty revolver
Put the silver bullets in.
I'm plannin' on playin' 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 really didn't know what I was in for.
First the cold man stared, no a gaze, no a stare.
Kinda like there was no one there.
How weird, my body froze with the blink of his eye.
Evil eye, sendin' chills 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 little old man's eye's a make me a mental case.
That's when I felt the pain deep inside,
Deep inside, now his eye's open wide.
I want a big long knife to stick it in.
I want to lift up the eyelid and kick it in.
He's gotta die. I want his eye buried in my backyard.
It ain't hard, I'm killin' Old Evil Eye!
[Chorus]
"That night it ceased. The old man was dead. I placed my hands on the heart and
there for many minutes there was no pulsation. He was stone dead. His eye will
trouble me
no longer. His eye will trouble me no longer."
[Chorus: x4]
his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye. Yes it was this. One of his eyes
resembled that of a vulture. A pale blue eye with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me my
blood ran cold. And so by degrees very gradually I made up my mind to take the life of
the old man and thus rid myself of the eye forever."
With my grandmother's cookie jar.
I'm sellin' cookies, 12 for a dollar.
I ring the doorbell, nobody wants any.
I resort to goin' cheaper - 2 for a penny.
Anybody, everybody, they hate me.
I can tell when they spit and degrade me.
There's only one house left, the last on the block.
Old Man Willie on the hilltop.
I ring the doorbell, the door creeps open.
And there it was starin' and scopin'.
The man's left eye, red, big, and drippin'
I was trippin'. "Ahh, seeya!"
I ran home. I couldn't stop thinking
About his eyeball winking and blinking.
And it looked not a damn thing like the other. Ugh!
Shoulda wore a patch on the motherfucker.
It hypnotized me, mesmerized me.
Traumatized, paralyzed, terrorized me.
Creepers, where'd you get that ball?
And tell me how it even fits in your skull.
I want to lift up the eyelid and kick it in.
He's gotta die. I want his eye buried in my backyard.
It ain't hard, I'm killin' Old Evil Eye!
Evil eye...
Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die)
Evil eye...
Oh Oh
should've seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded with caution with
what
foresight, with what dissimulation I went to work. I was never kinder to the old man
than
during the whole week before I killed him."
Met up in this sleigh, 'cause I don't fuckin' play.
Anyway, I gotta do him in. Got a rusty revolver
Put the silver bullets in.
I'm plannin' on playin' 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 really didn't know what I was in for.
First the cold man stared, no a gaze, no a stare.
Kinda like there was no one there.
How weird, my body froze with the blink of his eye.
Evil eye, sendin' chills 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 little old man's eye's a make me a mental case.
That's when I felt the pain deep inside,
Deep inside, now his eye's open wide.
I want to lift up the eyelid and kick it in.
He's gotta die. I want his eye buried in my backyard.
It ain't hard, I'm killin' Old Evil Eye!
there for many minutes there was no pulsation. He was stone dead. His eye will
trouble me
no longer. His eye will trouble me no longer."
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This is ICP's version of "Tell-Tale Heart" bye Edgar Allen Poe. I think it shows that they have some taste and intelligence, regardless of what people think of them.
The story is about a young man who lives with an old man, and the old man has one eye that is disfigured. The man grows furious, and eventually kills the man to rid himself of the eye. But in Poes story, the man gets caught in the end.
I cannot believe there is 1 comment!!!! Well whatever I agree with Muzzy, They obviously have good taste in Poetry as well as music... I love ICP.....
totally a song remake of the tell-tale-heart love the story and very well love the song! is great and deffenitly i do believe it means yes ppl r going to look scary and weird but in the end we seem to let our fear of the unknow rule and the end result was the old man died becuz the boy didnt understand why his eye was strange and not the same as his
Just a small correction to the lyrics:
Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should've seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded with caution with what foresight, with what "dissimulation" I went to work. I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him.
Took me a long time to figure that out, but its not patience, its dissimulation - which means "to conceal the truth" - ie. that he's preparing to kill the old man.