Pumpkin Cover Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Hey money got a big ass head 

Folded like a, like a stop sign 

Fuck dawg, hey 

We gotta go get that motherfuckin ball a brains 

You know what I'm sayin, fuck dat 

What? You wanna make a song about death 

Squeezin on a neck until it's all outta breath 

You wanna hear me rap about being the hardest 

Well fuck that from now on I'm an artist 

I carve pumpkins chop chewy 

Slice, swing twice, stab screwy, ooey 

Chewy, dewy, gooey, slop 

It all starts with a quick chop, drop 

Pumpkin rolls on the floor 

Almost out the front door (oh we can't have that) 

Cut along the hair line (bowl cut) 

Hold the pumpkin between your legs and lift up 

Boing brains snippity snip all the veins 

Snip, cut 

What? What the matter? 

You don't wanna do it? 

Well fuck it then screw it 

You'll never a pumpkin carver 

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby 

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies 

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings 

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween 

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby 

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies 

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings 

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween 

What? You don't like this rhyme? 

I can't be on point all the time 

Fuck it's Halloween 

I gotta make a living somehow 

I'm a professional pumpkin sculptor 

Alright motherfucka now 

First, hollow the container 

Scrape that bitch with a hanger 

Whatever just get something 

Just get the motherfucker all hollowed out 

Like you could fill it up with lemonade, 

And pour it out the mouth if ya wanted to. 

Umm never leave the eyes intact 

They'll turn all blue and puff out and shit (wack) 

Always remove 'em but keep 'em handy 

Cause they taste like candy(Hahahaha) 

sike I'm only playin 

Ok, now, get the scalpel 

Slowly cut around the mouth...be careful!! 

What the fuck!!! we needed the lip!! 

Here let me give you a little tip 

SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!! 

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby 

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies 

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings 

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween 

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby 

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies 

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings 

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween (Twiztid!) 

Take a closer look you scary motherfuckers 

Doesn't my jack-o-lantern look like your little brother? 

Neck nuggets start to fling, terrors what we bring 

Twiztid, ICP, and the Kottonmouth Kings 

Pumpkins are for bitches; I like my shit instead 

'cause every devil's night we carvin somebody else's head 

When my meat cleaver chops heads fall to the floor 

Fuck buying pumpkins at the grocery store 

Yeah, yeah alright you done flexed some skills on the mike 

This is my motherfuckin little song here right? (Right) 

Let's get back to the subject 

Now hold steady, steady, steady, ready? 

Insert the blade along the outer eyelid 

Very slowly I don't wanna look 

Oh, you did 

Ok gently count 25 spec meter outer diameters (huh?) A square 

I know it's hard you'd probably rather just stab and chop 

But you'll end up with a pile of slop 

I've done it before 

And them ain't, them ain't pumpkin seeds 

Those are fragments of skull 

Oh! Crunchy 

Hey nevermind that get back to work 

Eating on the fuckin job you'll never be an expert (oh) 

What you wanna be a mailman, a plumber, or a barber (no) 

Or do you wanna be like your Uncle Violent J? 

A pumpkin carver 

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby 

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies 

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings 

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween 

Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby 

SoCal, Motown collectin bodies 

Twiztid, clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings 

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween 

Make this motherfucker sing fool 

Kick 'em in the spleen 

Happy Halloween 

I be burnin Cali 

Southern voters I always bring 

Pletto from the ghetto 

Dumpin' bodies in the meadow 

When it comes to carvin bitch 

I'm sharper than Gipetto 

I'm lovin that stiletto 

Ask your trick or fuckin treaters, more than thirty 

Why I beat and greet the homies with the Chiba 

Ariba! 

Ariba I was born in this October 

Now come press rewind motherfucker, flows over, over, over...