Halloween

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(Hook Lloyd Ryder)
 
(Verse 1 Trevor Riggs)
happy Halloween, fuckin day of the dead
im on a fuckin killing spree, an im severing heads
hide out in the day light,
 
camouflaged
out in plane sight, dressed as a scare crow
i might just be, the last thing you see tonight
im scary, fuckin terrifying
just like Jason, the murder rate is climbing
\dont try to run, cause your gunna fall
an bitches always trippin, over nothing at all
wielding blades, made of crafted steel
crafted just for the perfect kill
im the guy that makes,your nightmares real
im hungry for murder, an you're the meal
hands as quick, as a lightning bolt
ill grab your dome, an fuckin slit your throat
im ruthless,you really want me to prove this
step on up, an ill leave you toothless
sick in the brain, i dont think you get it
ill cut off your head, an make puppet with it
fuck the candy, give me the Stanley
the thrill of the kill,makes me so happy
(Person being chased)
 
(Hook Lloyd Ryder)
 
( Verse 2 Jannemm )
Didn't your parents ever tell you not to take candy from strangers, ever
Except the night you knock on strangers doors and pay worship the devil
Hi kids, you all alone? Please come in, come into my home
Ignore the bodies, blood and gore that's on the floor, that's all for show
This killer costume, that's show too, come inside, i'll prove it to you
I've got lots of candy in the cellar, I'm not really a serial killer
Look out for the tiger rug on the floor, Tonys not with us anymore
He made me mad with his "Greeeaat" bullshit, so I tied him up and slit his wrists
Skinned him alive with my knife, while he cried and pleaded for his life
Chopped him into bite sized pieces, boiled his eyes and fried his penis
Ate his fetus with some peanuts, I killed a Mom and I didn't mean it
He was a she, I didn't know, she has so much testosterone
The candy's this way, watch you step, don't fall down and break your neck
That would be unfortunate, That's my job (hahaha)
Now get in the cellar you little shits, The night is over for you kids
My night of terror is yet to be seen, the best night ever, it's halloween
 
(Hook Lloyd Ryder)
 
( Verse 3 Lloyd Ryder )
Hola. You run by me and it's over.
I'll cut down a Joe no cobra.
I'm drunk on the blood, and a nigga ain't sober
with luck of the devil I'm blazing up clovers
You don't really wanna come mess with a monster
You don't really wanna come test, Ima haunt ya
You don't really wanna come question the best
yet to wreck on the decks spit it hotter than salsa
Here I come I got a knife
Closing in to take your life
Michael Myers got it right, and now I emulate his type
Ryder trills I kill on the beat
with the skill of a beast, it's as real as it seems.
Blade come down blood spill in the sheets
I'll take my crown cuz the killer is me

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