(teacher)
andquot;j do you have a halloween story for the class?andquot;
(violent j)
andquot;y y yeah um there was this boy and he lived in his house
and he went to bed one day and then when he woke up um
when he woke up he was buried up to his head in the dirt
and he couldnand't move and this man came walking along
but instead of the man helping him out the man just started
kicking him and kicking him in his face, over and over,
and then he got the lawnmower, and then he.....andquot;
Dick or treat, bon appetit
all the little kiddies running down my street
gathering candy treats door to door
but they walk past mine, what for?
probably and'cuz the pumpkins on my porch are real
real human heads carved out with steel
cut out the eyes, man, it takes but a minute
rip out the b-b-b-b-brains and put a candle in it
maybe they run and'cuz i take and'em inside
come and meet mother, two years ago she died
little boys laugh, and'cuz they think itand's just a dummy
but then the smell hits and'em, mmmmm..... smells yummy
open your bags and iand'll give you my treat
crusty yellow toes off a dead womanand's feet
take me by the hand, and iand'll lead you downstairs
and that, little chickies, is where youand'll spend the next seven years
starving and weakening, chained to a wall
staring at a roach, hoping it will crawl
into your mouth for a tasty cuisine
yes, my little friends, itand's a dead pumpkins halloween
(shaggy 2 dope)
andquot;awwwwwwwwww, yeah, itand's that special time of year, boys and girls,
so come to the pumpkin patch and bring your pantysacks so i can shit in it,
you beeeeeyitch!!!!!andquot;
(violent j)
well, i love all the kiddies, but i canand't fuck around
donand't come to my door dressed as a clown
and'cuz you never know, i might take it the wrong way
and'cuz iand'm the real wicked juggalokaro violent j
all year and'round, but i love my halloween
youand'll never get an apple or a purple jelly bean
dropping some chocolates, a licorice snack
instead you get a deep-fried french poodle nutsack
peeking out my door, i see no children in sight
perhaps theyand're all dead, yesterday was deviland's night
they burn down the city and they leave it crispy-charred
i light myself on fire and i dance around my backyard
hungry bellies, i can see where youand're at
sitting on my window, i can turn into a bat
watching you remove all your little clothesies for bed
i crash through the window and land on your head
drinking the blood, blood is gone to the bone
but now, i must leave, motherand's calling me home
up to the moonlight, iand'm gone from the scene
peace to detroit city and have a dead pumpkins halloween
(shaggy 2 dope)
andquot;yeeeeeeeeah, iand'm gonna smash your little candy bags,
only iand'm gonna tie and'em around your muthafuckinand' necks
and choke you with and'em wicked clown style, muthafucka!!!!!andquot;
(violent j)
andquot;detroitand's in this bitch!!!!!andquot;
