(feat. Twiztid, Kottonmouth Kings)    Hey, money got a big ass head  Folded like a, like a stop sign  Fuck dog, ey, we gotta go get that motherfuckin' ball of brains  You know what I'm sayin', fuck that, yeah    What, you wanna make a song about death  Squeezing 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, ooh-ee  Chewy, dooey, 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 hairline, 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 be a pumpkin carver    Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby  So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies  Twiztid, Clowns and the Kottonmouth Kings  Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween  Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby  So Cal, Motown, collecting 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 motherfucker  Now, first, hollow the container  Strike 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 you wanted to  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  Psych, I'm only playing, okay 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  So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies  Twiztid, Clowns and the Kottonmouth Kings  Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween  Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby  So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies  Twiztid, Clowns and the Kottonmouth Kings  Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween    Take a closer look you scary motherfuckers  Don't my jack-o-lantern look like your little brother  Neck nuggets what we bring, terror start to fling  Twiztid, ICP and the Kottonmouth Kings  Pumpkins are for bitches, I like my shit instead  Cause every devil's night we carving somebody else's head  When my meatcleaver chops, heads fall to the floor  Fuck buying pumpkins at the grocery store    Yeah, yeah alright, you done flexed some skills on the mic  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! Ah, you did  Okay, gently count twenty-five specmetre 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, never mind that, get back to work  Eating on the fuckin' job, you'll never be an expert  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  So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies  Twiztid, Clowns and the Kottonmouth Kings  Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween  Pumpkin carvers that be the hobby  So Cal, Motown, collecting bodies  Twiztid, Clowns and the Kottonmouth Kings  Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween    Make these motherfuckers sing fool  Kick 'em to the spleen, happy Halloween  I be burnin' Cali, southern voters always bring  Pletto from the ghetto dumping bodies in the meadow  When it comes to carvin', bitch, I'm sharper than Gepetto  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, I was born in this October  Now come press rewind, motherfuckin' flow's over, over, over