Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Pumpkins

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

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

Trick or Treat, apetit
All the little runnin' down my street
Gathering candy door to door
But walk pass mine, what for?

Probably 'cuz the pumpkins on my are real
Real human heads out with steel
Cut out the man it takes but a minute
Rip out the b-b-brains and put a in it

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

Open your bag and I you my treat
Crusty yellow off a dead woman's feet
Take me by the hand and I lead you stairs
And that Jimmy is were you'll spend the next seven years

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

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

Well, I love all the children but I fuck around
Don't come to my dressed as a clown
you never know I might take it the wrong way
'Cuz I'm the real 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 fried French poodle nutsack

Looking out my door I see no in sight
Perhaps there all dead, yesterday was devils
They down the city and they leave the crispy chard
myself on fire and dance around my backyard

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

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

Yeah, I'll snatch your little bag
Only I'm a tie it around your neck
And you with it wicked clown style
Ha ha fuck, Detroit's in this

it out muthafucka, yeah
Wicked clown's in muthafucka
Jump in this muthafucka
Wicked in this muthafucka

And you watch muthafucka
muthafucka in this shit
Violent J in muthafucka
Rude Boy in muthafucka
in this muthafucka
Mike, Mike in this

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