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  • J, do you have a
    Halloween story for the class?
    Y-y-yeah, um there was this boy and he lived in his house
    And um, he went to bed one day and then when he woke up um
    And when he woke up he was, he was up to his head in the dirt
    And um, he couldn't move and this man came walkin' along
    But instead of the man helping him out the man just started
    Kickin' him and kickin' him in his face over and over
    And then he got the lawn mower and then he
    Trick or Treat, bone apetit
    All the little kiddies runnin' down my street
    Gathering candy treats door to door
    But they walk pass mine, what for?
    Probably 'cuz the pumpkins on my porch are real
    Real human heads carved out with steel
    Cut out the eyes man it takes but a minute
    Rip out the b-b-brains and put a candle in it
    Maybe they leave 'cuz
    I take 'em inside
    Come and meet mother, two years ago she died
    Little boys laugh 'cuz they think it's just a dummy
    But then the smell hits 'em, mmm, smells yummy
    Open your bag and
    I give you my treat
    Crusty yellow toes off a dead woman's feet
    Take me by the hand and
    I lead you down stairs
    And that little
    Jimmy is were you'll spend the next seven years
    Staring and weakening chained to the wall
    Starin' at a roach hoping it will crawl
    Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine
    Yes my little friends, it's the
    Dead Pumpkin
    HalloweenAhh yeah, it's that special time of year boys and girls
    So come to the pumpkin patch
    And bring your panty sacks
    So I can **********t in 'em you **********
    Well, I love all the children but
    I can't ********** around
    Don't come to my door dressed as a clown'
    Cuz you never know
    I might take it the wrong way'
    Cuz I'm the real wicked
    Juggalocaro
    Violent JAll year round but
    I love my
    HalloweenYou never get an apple or a purple jellybean
    Droplets of chocolate a licorice snack
    Instead you get a deep fried
    French poodle *********
    Looking out my door
    I see no children in sight
    Perhaps there all dead, yesterday was devils night
    They burn down the city and they leave the crispy chard
    Light myself on fire and dance around my backyard
    All the pretty girlies
    I can see were your at
    Sitting on your window
    I can turn into a bat
    Watchin' you remove all your little clothesies for bed
    I crashed through your window and land on your head
    Drinking the blood that has gone through the bone
    And now I must leave mothers calling me home
    Up to the moonlight
    I'm gone from the scene
    Peace to Detroit city and have a
    Dead Pumpkin'
    HalloweenYeah,
    I'll snatch your little candy bag
    Only I'm a tie it around your mutha*********' neck
    And choke you with it wicked clown style
    Ha ha **********,
    Detroit's in this **********
    Check it out mutha**********a, yeah
    Wicked clown's in this mutha**********a
    Jump steady in this mutha**********a
    Wicked Clown in this mutha**********a
    And you watch this mutha**********a
    Chucky mutha**********a in this **********t
    Violent J in this mutha**********a
    Rude Boy in this mutha**********a
    Stupid in this mutha**********a
    Mike, Mike in this mutha**********a
    Faygo this *********a
    All this in this mutha**********a, check it out
    Violent J in this mutha**********a2
    ********* in this mutha**********a
    Wicked Joe in this mutha**********a
  • J, do you have a
    Halloween story for the class?
    Y-y-yeah, um there was this boy and he lived in his house
    And um, he went to bed one day and then when he woke up um
    And when he woke up he was, he was up to his head in the dirt
    And um, he couldn't move and this man came walkin' along
    But instead of the man helping him out the man just started
    Kickin' him and kickin' him in his face over and over
    And then he got the lawn mower and then he
    Trick or Treat, bone apetit
    All the little kiddies runnin' down my street
    Gathering candy treats door to door
    But they walk pass mine, what for?
    Probably 'cuz the pumpkins on my porch are real
    Real human heads carved out with steel
    Cut out the eyes man it takes but a minute
    Rip out the b-b-brains and put a candle in it
    Maybe they leave 'cuz
    I take 'em inside
    Come and meet mother, two years ago she died
    Little boys laugh 'cuz they think it's just a dummy
    But then the smell hits 'em, mmm, smells yummy
    Open your bag and
    I give you my treat
    Crusty yellow toes off a dead woman's feet
    Take me by the hand and
    I lead you down stairs
    And that little
    Jimmy is were you'll spend the next seven years
    Staring and weakening chained to the wall
    Starin' at a roach hoping it will crawl
    Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine
    Yes my little friends, it's the
    Dead Pumpkin
    HalloweenAhh yeah, it's that special time of year boys and girls
    So come to the pumpkin patch
    And bring your panty sacks
    So I can **********t in 'em you **********
    Well, I love all the children but
    I can't ********** around
    Don't come to my door dressed as a clown'
    Cuz you never know
    I might take it the wrong way'
    Cuz I'm the real wicked
    Juggalocaro
    Violent JAll year round but
    I love my
    HalloweenYou never get an apple or a purple jellybean
    Droplets of chocolate a licorice snack
    Instead you get a deep fried
    French poodle *********
    Looking out my door
    I see no children in sight
    Perhaps there all dead, yesterday was devils night
    They burn down the city and they leave the crispy chard
    Light myself on fire and dance around my backyard
    All the pretty girlies
    I can see were your at
    Sitting on your window
    I can turn into a bat
    Watchin' you remove all your little clothesies for bed
    I crashed through your window and land on your head
    Drinking the blood that has gone through the bone
    And now I must leave mothers calling me home
    Up to the moonlight
    I'm gone from the scene
    Peace to Detroit city and have a
    Dead Pumpkin'
    HalloweenYeah,
    I'll snatch your little candy bag
    Only I'm a tie it around your mutha*********' neck
    And choke you with it wicked clown style
    Ha ha **********,
    Detroit's in this **********
    Check it out mutha**********a, yeah
    Wicked clown's in this mutha**********a
    Jump steady in this mutha**********a
    Wicked Clown in this mutha**********a
    And you watch this mutha**********a
    Chucky mutha**********a in this **********t
    Violent J in this mutha**********a
    Rude Boy in this mutha**********a
    Stupid in this mutha**********a
    Mike, Mike in this mutha**********a
    Faygo this *********a
    All this in this mutha**********a, check it out
    Violent J in this mutha**********a2
    ********* in this mutha**********a
    Wicked Joe in this mutha**********a