Hey money got a big ass Folded like a, like a sign dawg, hey We gotta go get that motherfuckin ball a You know I'm sayin, fuck dat What? you wanna a song about death on a neck until it's all outta breath You hear me rap about being the hardest Well fuck that now on I'm an artist I pumpkins chop chewy Slice, swing twice, screwy, ooey Chewy, dewy, gooey, It all starts with a quick chop, Pumpkin on the floor Almost out the front (oh we can't have that) Cut along the line (bowl cut) the pumpkin between your legs and lift up Boing brains snip all the veins Snip, cut What? what the You wanna do it? Well fuck it screw it You'll never be a carver
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What? you don't this rhyme? I can't be on point all the Fuck it's I gotta make a living I'm a professional sculptor Alright now First, the container Scrape that bitch a hanger just get something Just get the all hollowed out Like you could it up with lemonade, And pour it out the mouth if ya to. Umm never leave the in tact They'll all blue and puff out and shit (wack) Always remove 'em but keep 'em Cause taste like candy Hahahaha, sike I'm playin Ok now get the Slowly cut around the mouth be What the we needed the lip Here let me you a little tip Slow the down! Pumpkin carvers that be the
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Take a closer you scary motherfuckers Doesn't my jack-o-lantern look like your little Neck nuggets to fling, terrors what we bring Twiztid, icp, and the kottonmouth Pumpkins are for bitches; I like my shit 'cause every night we carvin somebody else's head When my meat cleaver chops heads to the floor Fuck pumpkins at the grocery store Yeah, yeah alright you done flexed skills on the mike This is my motherfuckin little song here (right) Let's get to the subject Now hold steady, steady, steady, Insert the along the outer eyelid slowly I don't wanna look Oh, you did Ok count 25 spec meter outer diameters (huh? ) a square I know it's hard you'd rather just stab and chop But you'll end up a pile of slop I've done it And them ain't, them ain't seeds Those are of skull Oh! Hey nevermind get back to work Eating on the fuckin job you'll never be an (oh) What you be a mailman, a plumber, or a barber (no) Or do you be like your uncle violent j? A carver Pumpkin carvers be the hobby
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Make this sing fool Kick 'em to the Happy I be burnin voters I always bring Pletto the ghetto Nobody's in the When it to carvin bitch I'm shaper than I'm that stiletto Ask your or fuckin treaters, more than thirty Why I and greet the homies with the chiba Ariba! I was born in this october Now come press rewind motherfuckin over, over, over...