Luyện nghe bài hát Pumpkin Cover

Hey got a big ass head
Folded a, like a stop sign
dawg, hey
We gotta go get motherfuckin ball a brains
You know what I'm sayin, dat
What? You wanna a song about death
Squeezin on a neck until it's all outta
You hear me rap about being the hardest
Well fuck that from now on I'm an
I carve pumpkins chewy
Slice, swing twice, screwy, ooey
Chewy, dewy, gooey,
It all with a quick chop, drop
rolls on the floor
Almost out the front (oh we can't have that)
Cut the hair line (bowl cut)
Hold the pumpkin between your legs and up
Boing snippity snip all the veins
Snip, cut
What? the matter?
You wanna do it?
Well it then screw it
You'll never a pumpkin

carvers that be the hobby
SoCal, Motown collectin
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kings
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
carvers that be the hobby
SoCal, Motown collectin
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kings
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

What? You don't this rhyme?
I can't be on point all the
Fuck it's
I gotta a living somehow
I'm a professional sculptor
Alright now
First, hollow the
Scrape that bitch with a
Whatever get something
Just get the motherfucker all out
you could fill it up with lemonade,
And pour it out the if ya wanted to.
Umm never leave the eyes
They'll turn all blue and out and shit (wack)
Always remove 'em but 'em handy
they taste like candy(Hahahaha)
sike I'm playin
Ok, now, get the
cut around the mouth...be careful!!
What the fuck!!! we the lip!!
Here let me you a little tip
THE FUCK DOWN!!

Pumpkin that be the hobby
SoCal, Motown bodies
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
Pumpkin carvers that be the
SoCal, collectin bodies
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kings
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, (Twiztid!)

Take a closer you scary motherfuckers
Doesn't my jack-o-lantern look like little brother?
Neck nuggets to fling, terrors what we bring
Twiztid, ICP, and the Kings
Pumpkins are for bitches; I like my instead
'cause every night we carvin somebody else's head
When my meat chops heads fall to the floor
buying pumpkins at the grocery store
Yeah, yeah alright you done flexed some on the mike
This is my motherfuckin little song here (Right)
Let's get back to the
Now steady, steady, steady, ready?
Insert the blade along the outer
Very slowly I wanna look
Oh, you did
Ok count 25 spec meter outer diameters (huh?) A square
I know it's hard you'd probably rather just and chop
But end up with a pile of slop
I've it before
And them ain't, them pumpkin seeds
Those are fragments of
Oh!
Hey nevermind that get back to
on the fuckin job you'll never be an expert (oh)
What you be a mailman, a plumber, or a barber (no)
Or do you be like your Uncle Violent J?
A pumpkin

Pumpkin that be the hobby
SoCal, Motown collectin
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kings
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,
Pumpkin carvers that be the
SoCal, collectin bodies
Twiztid, clowns, and the Kings
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

Make this motherfucker sing
Kick 'em in the
Halloween
I be burnin
Southern voters I always
Pletto the ghetto
Dumpin' in the meadow
When it to carvin bitch
I'm sharper than
I'm lovin stiletto
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 press motherfucker, flows over, over, over...