Hey got a big ass head Folded like a, like a sign dawg, hey We gotta go get motherfuckin ball a brains You know I'm sayin, fuck dat What? You wanna make a song death Squeezin on a neck it's all outta breath You wanna hear me rap being the hardest Well fuck from now on I'm an artist I pumpkins chop chewy Slice, swing twice, stab screwy, Chewy, dewy, gooey, It all starts with a quick chop, Pumpkin on the floor Almost out the front (oh we can't have that) Cut the hair line (bowl cut) Hold the between your legs and lift up Boing brains snip all the veins Snip, cut What? What the You wanna do it? Well fuck it then it You'll a pumpkin carver
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You don't like this rhyme? I can't be on all the time Fuck it's I make a living somehow I'm a professional sculptor motherfucka now First, hollow the Scrape that bitch with a Whatever just get get the motherfucker all hollowed out Like you could fill it up lemonade, And it out the mouth if ya wanted to. Umm never leave the eyes They'll turn all blue and puff out and (wack) Always 'em but keep 'em handy Cause they taste candy(Hahahaha) sike I'm only Ok, now, get the cut around the mouth...be careful!! What the fuck!!! we the lip!! Here let me give you a tip THE FUCK DOWN!!
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Take a closer you scary motherfuckers my jack-o-lantern look like your little brother? Neck nuggets start to fling, terrors we bring Twiztid, ICP, and the Kings Pumpkins are for bitches; I like my instead 'cause every devil's night we carvin somebody else's When my meat chops heads fall to the floor Fuck pumpkins at the grocery store Yeah, yeah alright you flexed some skills on the mike This is my motherfuckin little song here (Right) get back to the subject Now steady, steady, steady, ready? Insert the blade the outer eyelid Very slowly I don't wanna Oh, you did Ok gently count 25 spec meter outer diameters (huh?) A I know it's hard you'd rather just stab and chop But you'll end up a pile of slop I've it before And them ain't, them ain't pumpkin are fragments of skull Oh! Hey nevermind that get back to on the fuckin job you'll never be an expert (oh) What you be a mailman, a plumber, or a barber (no) Or do you wanna be your Uncle Violent J? A pumpkin
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Make this motherfucker sing Kick 'em in the Happy I be burnin Southern voters I bring from the ghetto Dumpin' in the meadow it comes to carvin bitch I'm sharper Gipetto I'm lovin that Ask your trick or fuckin treaters, more than Why I and greet the homies with the Chiba Ariba! Ariba I was born in October Now come press motherfucker, flows over, over, over...