Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Pumpkins

J, do you a Halloween story for the class?
Y-y-yeah, um there was this boy and he in his house
And um, he to bed one day and then when he woke up um
And he woke up he was, he was up to his head in the dirt

And um, he couldn't and this man came walkin' along
But instead of the man him out the man just started
Kickin' him and kickin' him in his face over and
And then he got the mower and then he

Trick or Treat, bone
All the little kiddies down my street
Gathering treats door to door
But they pass mine, what for?

'cuz the pumpkins on my porch are real
Real human carved out with steel
Cut out the eyes man it takes but a
Rip out the and put a candle in it

Maybe they 'cuz I take 'em inside
Come and meet mother, two years ago she
Little boys laugh 'cuz they think it's just a
But the smell hits 'em, mmm, smells yummy

Open bag and I give you my treat
Crusty yellow toes off a dead woman's
Take me by the hand and I lead you down
And that little Jimmy is were you'll spend the next seven

Staring and chained to the wall
Starin' at a hoping it will crawl
Into your mouth for a cuisine
Yes my little friends, it's the Dead Pumpkin

Ahh yeah, it's special time of year boys and girls
So come to the pumpkin
And bring panty sacks
So I can in 'em you bitch

Well, I all the children but I can't fuck around
Don't come to my dressed as a clown
'Cuz you know I might take it the wrong way
'Cuz I'm the wicked Juggalocaro Violent J

All round but I love my Halloween
You never get an apple or a jellybean
of chocolate a licorice snack
Instead you get a deep fried French poodle

out my door I see no children in sight
Perhaps all dead, yesterday was devils night
burn down the city and they leave the crispy chard
Light myself on and dance around my backyard

All the pretty girlies I can see your at
Sitting on your window I can into a bat
Watchin' you remove all little clothesies for bed
I crashed your window and land on your head

Drinking the blood that has through the bone
And now I leave mothers calling me home
Up to the I'm gone from the scene
Peace to Detroit city and have a Dead Halloween

Yeah, I'll snatch your little bag
Only I'm a tie it around your muthafuckin'
And choke you with it wicked style
Ha ha fuck, in this bitch

it out muthafucka, yeah
Wicked in this muthafucka
Jump steady in muthafucka
Wicked in this muthafucka

And you this muthafucka
Chucky muthafucka in shit
J in this muthafucka
Rude Boy in this
Stupid in this
Mike, Mike in muthafucka

Faygo this
All this in muthafucka, check it out
J in this muthafucka
2Dope in this
Wicked Joe in this