Luyện nghe bài hát Pumpkin Cover

Hey money got a big ass
Folded like a, like a stop
dawg, hey
We gotta go get that motherfuckin a brains
You what I'm sayin, fuck dat
What? You wanna make a about death
Squeezin on a neck it's all outta breath
You wanna hear me rap about being the
Well fuck from now on I'm an artist
I pumpkins chop chewy
Slice, twice, stab screwy, ooey
Chewy, dewy, gooey,
It all starts a quick chop, drop
Pumpkin rolls on the
out the front door (oh we can't have that)
Cut the hair line (bowl cut)
the pumpkin between your legs and lift up
Boing brains snip all the veins
Snip, cut
What? the matter?
You wanna do it?
Well fuck it screw it
never a pumpkin carver

Pumpkin carvers that be the
SoCal, Motown collectin
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kings
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
Pumpkin carvers that be the
SoCal, Motown bodies
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kings
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

What? You don't like this
I can't be on point all the
Fuck it's
I make a living somehow
I'm a professional sculptor
motherfucka now
First, the container
that bitch with a hanger
Whatever get something
Just get the motherfucker all out
you could fill it up with lemonade,
And it out the mouth if ya wanted to.
Umm never the eyes intact
They'll all blue and puff out and shit (wack)
Always remove 'em but 'em handy
Cause they like candy(Hahahaha)
sike I'm playin
Ok, now, get the
cut around the mouth...be careful!!
What the fuck!!! we the lip!!
Here let me you a little tip
THE FUCK DOWN!!

Pumpkin carvers that be the
SoCal, Motown bodies
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kings
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
Pumpkin carvers be the hobby
SoCal, collectin bodies
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, (Twiztid!)

Take a closer look you scary
Doesn't my jack-o-lantern look like your little
Neck nuggets start to fling, terrors what we
Twiztid, ICP, and the Kottonmouth
are for bitches; I like my shit instead
'cause every devil's night we somebody else's head
When my meat cleaver chops heads to the floor
buying pumpkins at the grocery store
Yeah, yeah alright you done flexed some on the mike
This is my motherfuckin little song here (Right)
get back to the subject
Now hold steady, steady, steady,
Insert the along the outer eyelid
Very I don't wanna look
Oh, you did
Ok gently count 25 spec meter outer (huh?) A square
I know it's you'd probably rather just stab and chop
But you'll end up with a of slop
done it before
And them ain't, them ain't pumpkin
are fragments of skull
Oh!
Hey nevermind that get back to
Eating on the fuckin job you'll never be an (oh)
What you be a mailman, a plumber, or a barber (no)
Or do you wanna be like your Violent J?
A carver

Pumpkin carvers that be the
SoCal, Motown collectin
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
carvers that be the hobby
SoCal, collectin bodies
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kings
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

Make this motherfucker sing
'em in the spleen
Happy
I be burnin
Southern voters I bring
from the ghetto
Dumpin' bodies in the
When it comes to bitch
I'm sharper Gipetto
I'm that stiletto
Ask your trick or treaters, more than thirty
Why I and greet the homies with the Chiba
Ariba!
Ariba I was in this October
Now press rewind motherfucker, flows over, over, over...