Born On Halloween Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Born on Halloween x16 

[Verse 1: Vanilla Ice] 

It's the day that jumps right out at ya 

Ten three one the calendar 

In Texas are Hellraisers born 

like the Chainsaw Massacre 

Hills Have Eyes and Texas kids 

Stories about what next he did 

Doctor slapped him on his ass 

His head spun round like Exorcist 

Bad enough for quarantine 

Mess with him you gonna scream 

He said he had a shining 

He sold red rum and ever green 

Omen since he was a teen 

Freddy Krueger on the scene 

Slicin' up MC's 

Spittin' out a lethal guillotine 

Some call him Psycho 

The Norman Bates of Hip Hop 

The ladies call him Alfred 

Cause they all over his Hitchcock 

The haters are like oshi-- 

They follow him with damns 

They speak but then he shut'em up 

like Silence Of the Lambs 

This ain't the Blair Witch Project 

It's live and in the flesh 

A V.I.C.E. flow a.k.a Faces Of Death 

[Chorus] 

With my mask I trick and treat 

Spooks and freaks all over your street 

It's a night to make you scream 

Don't be scared it's Halloween 

[Verse 2: Vanilla Ice] 

My flow is so psychotic 

It's killin' when I'm on the scene 

Just came here to party 

I was born on Halloween 

I do the unexpected 

Michael Myers in your area 

Plug up a mic and wreck it 

To some ain't nothin' scarier 

'Causing much hysteria 

Among other MC's, the swagger steady testin' em 

And I'm causin' them to freeze 

Cuttin' 'em like Jason I stay on the attack 

Like Ozzy did when he bit that head off of a bat 

They start to see illusions 

Buckle under stress 

Scream from confusion 

Heart beatin' in their chest 

They say V.Ice is killin' us 

The cops make no arrest 

They say nobody is feelin' us 

V.Ice's got em possessed 

His music is so dangerous 

His flow is homicidal 

He might be an American no artificial idol 

He kills 'em in the club 

You know it's murder for survival 

Yet the people give him love 

Like a Halloween revival 

[Chorus] 

With my mask I trick and treat 

Spooks and freaks all over your street 

Born on Halloween x8 

Haha! Please allow me to introduce 

The Duke of the Wicked 

The one and only... Violent J! 

[Verse 3: Violent J from ICP] 

I was born disfigured 

Disgruntled and discombobulated 

In the back of a brothel 

Just before it got raided 

I didn't open up my eyes until the eve of Halloween 

Some tough they've never seen mad 

I howled and screamed 

I bit somebody's finger off 

They threw me in a dumpster 

Underneath the colored packs of trash 

A little monster, raised in the alleys 

Eating possums and rats 

Yet every Halloween I seen 

I could completely relax 

I can walk the streets freely 

Wielding a machete 

Leave a body on the lawn 

Cut open bleedin' out spaghetti 

Nobody know about me 

And then I lurk up in the gutters 

It's wicked, everyday for me 

It's a costume for these others 

We don't want your nutty butters and suckas 

V.Ice and violent J born on Halloween 

They can't touch us 

[Chorus] 

With my mask I trick and treat 

Spooks and freaks all over your street 

It's a night to make you scream 

Don't be scared it's Halloween 

Born on Halloween x8 

Born on... Halloween x4