Hey got a big-ass head, like a, like a stop sign, dawg, hey, We go get that motherfuckin ball a brains, You what I'm sayin? Fuck that!
What? You wanna a song about death? Squeezin on a neck it's all outta breath? You wanna hear me rap about being the Well that!!
now on I'm an artist, I pumpkins, chop chewy, Slice, twice, stab screwy, ooey, Chewy, dewy, gooey, slop, It all starts with a chop, drop, Pumpkin on the floor, Almost out the front (oh we can't have that!), Cut along the line (bowl cut!), Hold the between your legs and lift up, Boing! Brains! Snippity all the veins, Snip, cut,
What? the matter? You wanna do it? Well fuck it then it, never be a Pumpkin Carver
Pumpkin Carvers, be the hobby, So-Cal, Motown bodies, Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kings, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
Pumpkin Carvers, be the hobby, So-Cal, Motown bodies, Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kings, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
You don't like this rhyme? I be on point all the time, Fuck! Halloween, I make a living somehow, I'm a professional pumpkin , motherfucka?!
Now!
First, the container, Scrape that with a hanger, Whatever, get something, Just get the all hollowed out, Like you could it up with lemonade, And pour it out the if ya wanted to,
Never the eyes in tact..
turn all blue and puff out and shit,
Wack...
Always remove 'em but 'em handy, Cause they like candy,
Hahahaha, Psyche! I'm playin,
Ok now get the scalpel, Slowly cut the mouth, Be careful!! What the fuck?! We the lip!!
Here let me you a little tip, Slow The Down!!!
Pumpkin Carvers, be the hobby, So-Cal, Motown bodies, Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kings, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
Pumpkin Carvers, be the hobby, So-Cal, collectin bodies, Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kings, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
TWIZTID!!
a closer look, you scary motherfuckers, Doesn't my Jack-O-Lantern like your little brother?
Neck nuggets to fling, terrors what we bring, Twiztid, ICP, and the Kings
are for bitches, I like my shit instead, 'cause every devil's night we carvin somebody head,
When my cleaver chops, fall to the floor, Fuck buying at the grocery store!!
Yeah, Yeah, Alright, You flexed some skills on the mic, This is my motherfuckin little song right?
Right.
Let's get to the subject, Now hold steady, steady, steady,
Insert the blade the outer eyelid, slowly,
I don't look!!!
Oh, You did, Ok Gently count 25 meter outer diameters,
HUH?!
A Square!
I it's hard, probably rather just stab and chop, But end up with a pile of slop, I've it before, And them ain't, ain't pumpkin seeds, are fragments of skull!!
Oh..!
Crunchy!
Hey! Nevermind that! Get to work! Eating on the fuckin job you'll be an expert! you wanna be a mailman, a plumber, or a barber!? Or do you wanna be like your Uncle J? A Carver?!
Pumpkin Carvers, be the hobby, So-Cal, Motown bodies, Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kings, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
Carvers, That be the hobby, So-Cal, Motown bodies, Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kings, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
Make Motherfuckers sing fool!
'em in the spleen! Halloween, I be Cali, Southern voters I bring,
from the Ghetto, Dumping in the Meadow, it comes to carvin bitch, I'm than Gipetto, I'm lovin Stiletto,
Ask your or fuckin treaters, More than Thirty, Why I beat and the homies with the Chiba,
Ariba!
Ariba I was born in October, Now come press rewind flows OVER!!