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J, do you have a Halloween story for the class? 
Ye-ye-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-b-b-brains and put a candle in it 
Maybe they leave cuz I take 'em inside 
Come and meet mother, 2 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 7 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 Halloween 
Ahhhhh 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 shit in 'em you bitch 
Well I love all the children but I can't fuck 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 J 
All year round but I love my Halloween 
You never get an apple or a purple jellybean 
Droplets of chocolate a licorice snack 
Instead you get a deep friend French poodle nutsack 
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 
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 Halloween 
Yeah I'll snatch your little candy bag Only I'm a tie it around your mutha 
fuckin neck And choke you with it wicked clown style Ha ha fuck..Detroit's in 
this bitch,check it out muthafucka..yeah..wicked clown's in this 
muthafucka..Jump steady in this muthafucka..wicked clown in this 
muthafucka..and you watch this muthafucka..Chucky muthafucky in this 
shit..violent J in this muthafucka..rude boy in this muthafucka.. 
stupid in this muthafucka..mike mike in this muthafucka.. 
faygo this mothafucka..all this in this muthafucka..check it out..violent J in 
this muthafucka..2dope in this muthafucka..wicked Joe in this 
muthafucka.!

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