Hey money got a big ass Folded like a, like a stop dawg, hey We go get that motherfuckin ball a brains You know I'm sayin, fuck dat What? You wanna make a song death Squeezin on a until it's all outta breath You wanna hear me rap about the hardest fuck that from now on I'm an artist I pumpkins chop chewy Slice, swing twice, screwy, ooey Chewy, dewy, gooey, It all starts with a chop, drop Pumpkin on the floor out the front door (oh we can't have that) Cut the hair line (bowl cut) the pumpkin between your legs and lift up Boing brains snip all the veins Snip, cut What? What the You don't do it? Well fuck it then it You'll never a carver
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What? You don't like rhyme? I be on point all the time Fuck it's I gotta a living somehow I'm a pumpkin sculptor motherfucka now First, hollow the Scrape that bitch a hanger Whatever get something Just get the motherfucker all out Like you fill it up with lemonade, And pour it out the mouth if ya to. Umm never leave the eyes They'll turn all blue and puff out and (wack) Always remove 'em but keep 'em Cause taste like candy(Hahahaha) sike I'm only Ok, now, get the Slowly cut the mouth...be careful!! the fuck!!! we needed the lip!! Here let me give you a tip SLOW THE DOWN!!
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Take a look you scary motherfuckers Doesn't my jack-o-lantern look like your little Neck nuggets start to fling, terrors we bring Twiztid, ICP, and the Kottonmouth are for bitches; I like my shit instead 'cause every devil's night we somebody else's head When my cleaver chops heads fall to the floor Fuck pumpkins at the grocery store Yeah, yeah you done flexed some skills on the mike This is my little song here right? (Right) Let's get to the subject Now hold steady, steady, steady, Insert the along the outer eyelid Very slowly I don't wanna Oh, you did Ok gently count 25 spec outer diameters (huh?) A square I know hard you'd probably rather just stab and chop But you'll end up with a pile of done it before And them ain't, them pumpkin seeds are fragments of skull Oh! Hey nevermind that get back to on the fuckin job you'll never be an expert (oh) What you wanna be a mailman, a plumber, or a (no) Or do you wanna be like your Uncle J? A carver
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Make motherfucker sing fool 'em in the spleen Halloween I be Cali voters I always bring Pletto the ghetto Dumpin' bodies in the it comes to carvin bitch I'm sharper Gipetto I'm lovin that Ask your trick or fuckin treaters, more than Why I beat and greet the homies the Chiba Ariba! Ariba I was born in this Now come rewind motherfucker, flows over, over, over...