Hey money got a big ass Folded like a, like a stop dawg, hey We gotta go get that motherfuckin a brains You know I'm sayin, fuck dat What? you wanna a song about death Squeezin on a until it's all outta breath You wanna me rap about being the hardest Well fuck that now on I'm an artist I pumpkins chop chewy Slice, swing twice, screwy, ooey Chewy, dewy, gooey, It all with a quick chop, drop rolls on the floor Almost out the front door (oh we can't that) Cut the hair line (bowl cut) Hold the pumpkin between your legs and up Boing brains snippity all the veins Snip, cut What? what the You don't do it? Well it then screw it never be a pumpkin carver
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What? you don't like this I can't be on all the time Fuck halloween I gotta a living somehow I'm a professional sculptor Alright now First, the container Scrape that bitch a hanger Whatever just get Just get the motherfucker all out Like you could it up with lemonade, And pour it out the mouth if ya to. Umm leave the eyes in tact They'll turn all and puff out and shit (wack) Always remove 'em but 'em handy Cause they like candy Hahahaha, I'm only playin Ok now get the Slowly cut the mouth be careful What the we needed the lip Here let me you a little tip the fuck down! Pumpkin carvers that be the
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Take a look you scary motherfuckers Doesn't my look like your little brother? Neck nuggets start to fling, terrors what we Twiztid, icp, and the kings Pumpkins are for bitches; I my shit instead 'cause devil's night we carvin somebody else's head When my meat cleaver chops fall to the floor buying pumpkins at the grocery store Yeah, alright you done flexed some skills on the mike is my motherfuckin little song here right? (right) Let's get back to the Now steady, steady, steady, ready? Insert the blade the outer eyelid Very I don't wanna look Oh, you did Ok gently count 25 meter outer diameters (huh? ) a square I know it's hard you'd probably just stab and chop But end up with a pile of slop I've done it And them ain't, them pumpkin seeds Those are fragments of Oh! Hey nevermind that get to work Eating on the fuckin job you'll be an expert (oh) you wanna be a mailman, a plumber, or a barber (no) Or do you wanna be like uncle violent j? A carver Pumpkin carvers that be the
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Make this sing fool Kick 'em to the Happy I be burnin Southern I always bring Pletto the ghetto in the meadow When it comes to bitch I'm than gipetto I'm that stiletto Ask your trick or fuckin treaters, more thirty Why I and greet the homies with the chiba Ariba! Ariba I was born in this Now come press motherfuckin flows over, over, over...