Halloween

When you see me
Just accept your fait
Aint no running

Its your worst nightmare Im purging all of you
I started to spare ya life but love a good funeral
I sense you like Jason dont speed up now
We playing tag shit ill be it Im tired of you clowns
You begging for mercy but I aint 50 cent nigga
Leave you deceased in the streets wrapped in fence nigga
Black gloves no brand shoes I aint caught no time soon
In the middle of nowhere under a new moon
Im pouring gas everywhere only the basements left
Ya head is on the mailbox police can find the rest
Limbs is chopped off aint no need for EMS
And since its midnight you cant even see the mess
So its clear now no hope for you or ya people
Cause Imma get them too except Imma leave them in fetal
Buried in fecal matter 12 aint tryina get too close
Damn I love to see you scared like you just seen a ghost

Catch me in the last house on the left
Dressed like the Babadook Im retracing your steps
Dont need the other killers cause Im a fuse of them all
I torture you then feed your caucus to the jaws
This shouldnt be surprise you see me in your dreams
The saw sounds too loud no one can hear your screams
Dont matter screams is muted when I rip your spleen
Prepare for your last night its Halloween

Dont need no arms just a crow bar and a bag of tools
Oh and some scissors word to Freddy how Im slicin fools
Chop ya ankles off throw some dirt then alcohol
Then I cut ya atoms apple with the power saw
Fuck that ill cop a chain saw made in Texas
Then I disassemble ya arms with rust for the infections
Not like it matter you be gone within the hour
Just making sure my memory of you is super sour
Call me a psycho Im a hellraiser on the fly
Your blood is shining in the dim light attracting flies
I might just leave it there vultures love a free meal
Or I may throw you in the water like a navy seal
I messaged you saying you gone you dont remember that
28 Days later nigga you living that
I told you itd happen you thought I had the wrong number
You stupid nigga and you also lived your last summer

Catch me in the last house on the left
Dressed like the Babadook Im retracing your steps
Dont need the other killers cause Im a fuse of them all
I torture you then feed your caucus to the jaws
This shouldnt be surprise you see me in your dreams
The saw sounds too loud no one can hear your screams
Dont matter screams is muted when I rip your spleen
Prepare for your last night its Halloween

Just accept it you dead nigga
Aint no truces
Nahh aint no passes
Dont even try that shit
Fuck outta here
You gone



Credits
Writer(s): Michael George Silverman, Robert John Silverman
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