Pumpkin Carver
(专辑: Forgotten Freshness Vol. 4 - 2005)
Hey, money got a
big ass head Folded like a, like a
stop sign Fuck dog, ey, we gotta go get that motherfucking ball of brains You know what I'm saying, fuck that, yeah What, you wanna make a
song about death Squeezing on a
neck until it's all outta breath You wanna hear me rap about being the
hardest Well fuck that, from now on I'm an artist I
carve pumpkins, chop, chewy Slice, swing twice, stab, screwy, ooh-ee Chewy, dooey, gooey, slop It all starts with a
quick chop, drop Pumpkin rolls on the
floor Almost out the
front door, oh, we can't have that Cut along the
hairline, bowl cut Hold the
pumpkin between your legs and lift up Boing, brains, snippity snip all the
veins Snip, cut, what, what the
matter, you don't wanna do it Well fuck it then, screw it, you'll never be a
pumpkin carver Pumpkin carvers that be the
hobby So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies Twiztid, Clowns and the
Kottonmouth Kings Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween Pumpkin carvers that be the
hobby So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies Twiztid, Clowns and the
Kottonmouth Kings Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween What, you don't like this rhyme I
can't be on point all the
time Fuck, it's Halloween, I
gotta make a
living somehow I'm a
professional pumpkin sculptor, alright motherfucker Now, first, hollow the
container Strike that bitch with a
hanger Whatever just get something, just get the
motherfucker all hollowed out Like you could fill it up with lemonade and pour it out the
mouth if you wanted to Never leave the
eyes intact They'll turn all blue and puff out and shit, wack Always remove 'em but keep 'em handy Cause they taste like candy Psych, I'm only playing, okay now, get the
scalpel Slowly cut around the
mouth, be careful What the
fuck! We needed the
lip! Here, let me give you a
little tip, slow the
fuck down! Pumpkin carvers that be the
hobby So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies Twiztid, Clowns and the
Kottonmouth Kings Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween Pumpkin carvers that be the
hobby So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies Twiztid, Clowns and the
Kottonmouth Kings Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween Take a
closer look you scary motherfuckers Don't my jack-o-lantern look like your little brother Neck nuggets what we bring, terror start to fling Twiztid, ICP and the
Kottonmouth Kings Pumpkins are for bitches, I
like my shit instead Cause every devil's night we carving somebody else's head When my meatcleaver chops, heads fall to the
floor Fuck buying pumpkins at the
grocery store Yeah, yeah alright, you done flexed some skills on the
mic This is my motherfucking little song here, right Right, let's get back to the
subject Now hold steady, steady, steady, ready Insert the
blade along the
outer eyelid Very, slowly, I
don't wanna look! Ah, you did Okay, gently count twenty-five specmetre outer diameters, huh? A
square! I
know it's hard, you'd probably rather just stab and chop But you'll end up with a
pile of slop I've done it before, and them ain't, them ain't pumpkin seeds Those are fragments of skull, oh, crunchy Hey, never mind that, get back to work Eating on the
fucking job, you'll never be an expert What you wanna be, a
mailman, a
plumber or a
barber, no Or do you wanna be like your uncle Violent J, a
pumpkin carver Pumpkin carvers that be the
hobby So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies Twiztid, Clowns and the
Kottonmouth Kings Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween Pumpkin carvers that be the
hobby So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies Twiztid, Clowns and the
Kottonmouth Kings Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween Make these motherfuckers sing fool Kick 'em to the
spleen, happy Halloween I
be burning Cali, southern voters always bring Pletto from the
ghetto dumping bodies in the
meadow When it comes to carving, bitch, I'm sharper than Gepetto I'm loving that stiletto, ask your trick or fucking treaters More than thirty, why I
beat and greet the
homies with the
Chiba Ariba, I
was born in this October Now come press rewind, motherfucking flow's over, over, over