Born On Halloween

(album: WTF - 2011)

Born on Halloween [x16]

It's the day that jumps right out at ya
Ten three one the calendar
In Texas are Hellraisers born
Like the Chainsaw Massacre
Hills Have Eyes and Texas kids
Stories about what next he did
Doctor slapped him on his ass
His head spun round like Exorcist
Bad enough for quarantine
Mess with him you gonna scream
He said he had a Shining
He sold Red Rum and ever green
Omen since he was a teen
Freddy Krueger on the scene
Slicing up MC's
Spitting out a lethal guillotine
Some call him Psycho
The Norman Bates of Hip Hop
The ladies call him Alfred
Cause they all over his Hitchcock
The haters are like oshi
They follow him with damns
They speak but then he shut'em up
Like Silence Of the Lambs
This ain't the Blair Witch Project
It's live and in the flesh
A V.I.C.E. flow a.k.a Faces Of Death

With my mask I trick and treat
Spooks and freaks all over your street
It's a night to make you scream
Don't be scared it's Halloween

My flow is so psychotic
It's killing when I'm on the scene
Just came here to party
I was born on Halloween
I do the unexpected
Michael Myers in your area
Plug up a mic and wreck it
To some ain't nothing scarier
'Causing much hysteria
Among other MC's, the swagger steady testing em
And I'm causing them to freeze
Cutting 'em like Jason I stay on the attack
Like Ozzy did when he bit that head off of a bat
They start to see illusions
Buckle under stress
Scream from confusion
Heart beating in their chest
They say V.Ice is killing us
The cops make no arrest
They say nobody is feeling us
V.Ice's got em possessed
His music is so dangerous
His flow is homicidal
He might be an American no artificial idol
He kills 'em in the club
You know it's murder for survival
Yet the people give him love
Like a Halloween revival

With my mask I trick and treat
Spooks and freaks all over your street
It's a night to make you scream
Don't be scared it's Halloween

Haha! Please allow me to introduce
The Duke of the Wicked
The one and only... Violent J!

I was born disfigured
Disgruntled and discombobulated
In the back of a brothel
Just before it got raided
I didn't open up my eyes until the eve of Halloween
Some tough they've never seen mad
I howled and screamed
I bit somebody's finger off
They threw me in a dumpster
Underneath the colored packs of trash
A little monster, raised in the alleys
Eating possums and rats
Yet every Halloween I seen
I could completely relax
I can walk the streets freely
Wielding a machete
Leave a body on the lawn
Cut open bleeding out spaghetti
Nobody know about me
And then I lurk up in the gutters
It's wicked, everyday for me
It's a costume for these others
We don't want your nutty butters and suckas
V.Ice and violent J born on Halloween
They can't touch us

With my mask I trick and treat
Spooks and freaks all over your street
It's a night to make you scream
Don't be scared it's Halloween

Born on Halloween [x12]