Hallows Eve (Halloween)
They say I'm killing the competition
I'm back for redemption
I'm on a mission to slaughter
Because all u niggas is bitches
I'm the sickest they zipping
Bodybags for morticians
My position solidified all u niggas can get it
Put the knife to these niggas
It's the night of the living dead
A fuckin collision
I came up outta the trenches
Cut like a circumcising
I'm causing pain not to mention
I'm going hard for my riches
My trigger finger be itching
It's a massacre bloody
I don't chase hoes I chase money
Fill the nine up with dummies
I'll put a hole in ya tummy
You the shit when it's runny
I'm the shit u can't flush me
I'm the shit I'm disgusting
I be killing shit trust me
I'm haunting you muthafuckas
I'm all in your dreams
And I be giving u nightmares
Yea tonight u gone scream
My machete I'm ready
I'm bout to purge in these streets
Got me dying to catch a body
Tonight Halloween
And I be killing the competition
I got tunnel vision
My intentions be vicious
Shit the feds taken pictures
Spitting venom consistent
No assistance I get em
I'm crazy outta my mental
My heart is cold as December
With my machete I'm ready
I'm breathing heavy but steady
Cutting ya belly like Freddy
Shit can get messy spaghetti
Legendary I'm scary
Unwary I'll bury
All u niggas and bitches
In the pet sematary
It's Halloween
I'm back for redemption
I'm on a mission to slaughter
Because all u niggas is bitches
I'm the sickest they zipping
Bodybags for morticians
My position solidified all u niggas can get it
Put the knife to these niggas
It's the night of the living dead
A fuckin collision
I came up outta the trenches
Cut like a circumcising
I'm causing pain not to mention
I'm going hard for my riches
My trigger finger be itching
It's a massacre bloody
I don't chase hoes I chase money
Fill the nine up with dummies
I'll put a hole in ya tummy
You the shit when it's runny
I'm the shit u can't flush me
I'm the shit I'm disgusting
I be killing shit trust me
I'm haunting you muthafuckas
I'm all in your dreams
And I be giving u nightmares
Yea tonight u gone scream
My machete I'm ready
I'm bout to purge in these streets
Got me dying to catch a body
Tonight Halloween
And I be killing the competition
I got tunnel vision
My intentions be vicious
Shit the feds taken pictures
Spitting venom consistent
No assistance I get em
I'm crazy outta my mental
My heart is cold as December
With my machete I'm ready
I'm breathing heavy but steady
Cutting ya belly like Freddy
Shit can get messy spaghetti
Legendary I'm scary
Unwary I'll bury
All u niggas and bitches
In the pet sematary
It's Halloween
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Carswell
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