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    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

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