You don't really know much about Halloween. You don't really know much about Halloween. You don't really know much about Halloween. Happy Halloween. .
Bring ya down like Im a needle in a hay stack. Tricks or Treat. Return Im the funky ass. Stinks from dead bodies. Yo we party until our heads smash. My nuts still hurt.
Lord. Make me stronger than all my enemies. Because the R.O.C. is now. . My mind is in melt down. As I puff upon the black mouth smoke. Observing my enemies as they coast.
Portrait Of A Killer. The 1st suspect. The mind of Jeffrey Dalmer. entered the scene and caused drama. Born in Milwaukee in 1960. As a child, studied much chemistry.
Dear Sgt Swine. Pass me a pork chop. Maybe a rookie cop. So I can let my night chop. Swing off another head. Of a little pig. Dance me a jig. And smoke me a cig.
Four little pigs. Ima bout to peel ur cap. To mutch talkin shit. Got you shoved up in the back seet. The time? TIme to make a ham sandwich. Lil pig aint nothing but a punk ass snitch.
I should of seen it coming. Ain't no way out. I can't live it down. I'm all caught up in this game called rap. . Let's see now. I began back in eighty-eight.
(Mr. Bones). I watch your body sway. I got the teeth as sharp as ginsu's. My species is Nosferatu. I got one eye it's red like R2-D2. I spot you. Release my wings through downward sky.
No One Can Do It Better. House of Krazees. House of Krazees. House of Krazees. House of Krazees. (Laugh). House of Krazees. (Laugh). House of Krazees.
check this out eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. You never heard of redrum in reverse. Bodies in the hearse. Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die.
Yo Man. You sold us out. For that you must die. Im that nigga with that fresh pair of locs (Pig Squeel). Im that nigga with that fresh pair of locs (Pig Squeel).
Everyday is violent and gray. everyday spells tragedy. down on life. down on luck. down on love. don't give a fuck. tonight we'll scream. let's tear it down.
Revenge. Revenge. they want to mark us dead. like a pack of rabid dogs. they hunt and chase. till their gruding mouths are fed. Revenge. fuck the traitors fuck the lies.
So it begins the day we've feared is upon us. The walls are - the walls are closing in. We close our eyes as we number our transgressions. The dawn approaching and we've only just begun.
Im down on my knees. What lay before me but ruin and misery. Now in deep reflection I see. That we are solely to blame. Imprisoned, our own words. Separate us from our hearts.
Can never stop the way. broken hearts and stainless blades. throw it all into an early grave. forgive. forget. regret. all the ways we beat ourselves to death.