Pumpkin Carver

Hey money got a big ass head

Folded like a, like a stop sign

Fuck dawg, hey

We gotta go get that motherfuckin ball a brains

You know what I'm sayin, fuck dat

What? You wanna make a song about death

Squeezin 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, ooey

Chewy, dewy, 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 hair line (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 a pumpkin carver

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby

SoCal, Motown collectin 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 motherfucka now

First, hollow the container

Scrape 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 ya wanted to.

Umm 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(Hahahaha)

sike I'm only playin

Ok, 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

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween (Twiztid!)

Take a closer look you scary motherfuckers

Doesn't my jack-o-lantern look like your little brother?

Neck nuggets start to fling, terrors what we bring

Twiztid, ICP, and the Kottonmouth Kings

Pumpkins are for bitches; I like my shit instead

Cuz every devil's night we carvin somebody else's head

When my meat cleaver chops heads fall to the floor

Fuck buying pumpkins at the grocery store

Yeah, yeah alright you done flexed some skills on the mike

This is my motherfuckin 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

Oh, you did

Ok gently count 25 spec meter 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 nevermind that get back to work

Eating on the fuckin job you'll never be an expert (oh)

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

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Make this motherfucker sing fool

Kick 'em in the spleen

Happy Halloween

I be burnin Cali

Southern voters I always bring

Pletto from the ghetto

Dumpin' bodies in the meadow

When it comes to carvin bitch

I'm sharper than Gipetto

I'm lovin that stiletto

Ask your trick or fuckin treaters, more than thirty

Why I beat and greet the homies with the Chiba

Ariba!

Ariba I was born in this October

Now come press rewind motherfucker, flows over, over, over...