Luyện nghe bài hát Pumpkin Cover

Hey got a big ass head
like a, like a stop sign
dawg, hey
We gotta go get motherfuckin ball a brains
You know what I'm sayin, dat
You wanna make a song about death
Squeezin on a neck until it's all breath
You wanna hear me rap about the hardest
fuck that from now on I'm an artist
I carve pumpkins chop
Slice, swing twice, stab screwy,
Chewy, dewy, gooey,
It all starts 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 and lift up
Boing brains snippity snip all the
Snip, cut
What the matter?
You don't do it?
fuck it then screw it
You'll never a carver

Pumpkin carvers that be the
SoCal, Motown collectin
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
Pumpkin carvers be the hobby
SoCal, Motown collectin
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth
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 pumpkin
Alright now
First, the container
that bitch with a hanger
Whatever just get
Just get the all hollowed out
Like you could it up with lemonade,
And it out the mouth if ya wanted to.
Umm never leave the intact
They'll turn all blue and out and shit (wack)
remove 'em but keep 'em handy
Cause they like candy(Hahahaha)
sike I'm playin
Ok, now, get the
Slowly cut the mouth...be careful!!
the fuck!!! we needed the lip!!
Here let me you a little tip
SLOW THE DOWN!!

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

Take a look you scary motherfuckers
Doesn't my jack-o-lantern look like your brother?
Neck nuggets start to fling, terrors what we
Twiztid, ICP, and the Kings
Pumpkins are for I like my shit instead
'cause devil's night we carvin somebody else's head
When my meat cleaver 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)
Let's get back to the
Now steady, steady, steady, ready?
the blade along the outer eyelid
Very slowly I don't look
Oh, you did
Ok gently 25 spec meter outer diameters (huh?) A square
I know it's hard you'd probably rather just stab and
But you'll end up with a of slop
I've it before
And them ain't, them ain't seeds
Those are of skull
Oh!
Hey nevermind that get to work
Eating on the fuckin job you'll 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 carver

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

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