| I hear em all comin' down the street, I hear their feet pittering pattering
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| I hear them birds in them dead trees, chirpin' at me they’re chittering
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| chattering
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| I see the cobwebs strung on the doors, the fences, the porches and pergolas
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| All the orange and black on the packages, candy and crap that consumers all
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| purchased up
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| Wait til I get word, an emergence, unnerving
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| I’m waiting for the perfect-est time of the year
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| I got me a mission to come back with a vengeance
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| I’m serving this sentence it’s time to appear!
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| I got me a beer, I’m kickin' back, watchin' em
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| Walkin' and talkin', I’m plottin' again
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| They’re not gonna win
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| This DVD’s not gonna be PG this evening I got me a plan!
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| Two years ago, they made me go, crazy when they hazed me!
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| I took a year off to regroup and since then I’ve been thinkin' about this shit
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| daily!
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| I gotta get back at these little bitches, they’re just kids, I can’t let them
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| faze me!
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| It’s almost that moment, I hear 'em all comin', now 1 2 3 here we go
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| HEY WE!
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| Yeah I see 'em below me! |
| I’m up in the trees like crows be!
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| My first victim is a fifth grader dressed like a ghost, in a sheet with two
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| holes, see
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| Had him a little plastic pumpkin pail, full of assortments of candy
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| I jumped down and grabbed him
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| Bwaah!
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| He punched me and ran, he ran, he ran, he ran, he ran and ran and ran some more!
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| I chased him all over the neighborhood til I wound up standing right at his door
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| He turned and screamed «Yo, what the hell are you doing bitch, I’m not a kid
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| I’m exactly like you» «oh shit»
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| «I've been tryin' to catch me a victim, I’m in disguise, creepin' up and I’m
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| grabbin' em, too! |
| What the hell?! |
| You’re blowin' me up.» |
| «Sorry, man.
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| «You're really blowin' me up, man!» |
| «Sorry!»
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| «Now I gotta go change my outfit, pick some other stupid ass way to disguise
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| myself, and infiltrate a whole new batch of kids, you piece of shit!»
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| It happens every Halloween
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| What the hell are you thinkin' now I gotta go and change all of my outfits!
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| I’ve been plottin' this shit for like six months, I’ve been stakin' out all of
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| these houses
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| I’ve been makin' friends with the neighborhood kids and not lettin' em figure
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| out shit
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| Then you come along, and fuck it all up, you might as well friggin' announce it
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| Look, look, I’m sorry I didn’t have any idea there was someone like me in this
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| neighborhood
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| It was an honest mistake, it won’t happen again
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| Can we leave it at that and just say we’re good?
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| HELL NO!
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| Not even close bitch, I’ve been workin' at this for a friggin' while
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| Now there’s not enough time to start it all over you’re helpin' me finish my
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| mission now!
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| Finish your mission, what you gotta do?
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| Well a few thousand years ago I was just hittin' this piece, we kept it low key
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| with discretion but she was in bed with this ancient egyptian priest!
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| Wait a minute did she have a fat booty?
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| The booty was banging and she had a rack to match!
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| Was it in King Yakanatan’s royal palace? |
| Yeah!
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| I was straight smashin' it back to back!
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| Was her name Nefrotiti? |
| Yeah! |
| How did you know?
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| I was smashin' her too
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| Damn she was a hoe
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| Did u get caught and have a curse put on you for ten thousand years?
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| Yup yup you already know
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| Thats crazy
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| Damn were exactly the same
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| Maybe we should be working together now?
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| Yo how long has it been since you meet ur quota homie?
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| Its honestly been like forever now
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| (dialogue)
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| Chours
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| And it happens every halloween (x4)
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| You know what, you know what maybe we’ve been looking at this all wrong
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| What?
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| Maybe we need to change it up
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| How?
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| We’ve been wasting our energy chasing these faggots well mabye it should be
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| them chasing us
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| So maybe instead of this hiding and plotting and creeping
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| We need to establish a home base
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| Yeah like a haunted house or somthin
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| Yeah have the kiddies lineing up we proabbly could fill up the wholle place
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| Hey yo wait how about that old women winklemen house on the next street
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| That bitch on dialisis she can’t do shit to us we could just roll up and flex G
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| Hmm
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| Yeah
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| You know she ain’t handing out candy
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| Yeah we could just run in there and tie her up
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| Use her as a decoration put up some signs and open
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| That shit would be fire bruh
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| Lets go
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| Alright i’m on the balcony now ill go around back while you stay in the front
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| Ill creep in the window while you just pretend that your trick or treating as i
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| break in this dump
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| Just keep an eye out
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| Yeah i got you but take this walkie talkie so we can stay in conmunication
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| while we do this just let me know when ur inside
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| Alright im in is the coast clear
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| Of course it is stupid
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| Now come to the front
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| Im coming but damn this house smells exactly like cat piss
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| And this old lady looks like she already dead shes laying here right on her
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| matress
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| Damnit hurry up come and get me
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| I will but oh shit shes starting to move bro
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| Fuck it im coming in *breaks door*
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| Ive been waiting for you 2
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| Noooooo
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| Whats going on
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| You think you 2 are the only one smahing namafriti
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| That bitch was a freak she went both ways like your buttcheeks are gonna go
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| when i get done with you |