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...