| Murder Carnage is right
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| Any other day of the year is inappropriate
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| But this is Halloween night
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| Let’s bleed the streets red
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| Kill them all dead
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| Take away their heads
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| And make sure the demons are fed
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| Murder Carnage is right
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| Any other day of the year is inappropriate
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| But this is Halloween night
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| Let’s bleed the streets red
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| Kill them all dead
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| Take away their heads
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| And make sure the demons are fed
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| I am the reason you lying awake
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| I’m in ya face
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| The moment deciding your fate
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| Doubt you surviving this rage
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| I wash em away
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| And you cannot title this wave
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| I strike with a blaze
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| Come with lightning and rain
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| I will frighten your brain
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| While you fighting the pain
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| And your white will be stained
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| With your blood when it drains
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| I don’t mess with you cats
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| We ain’t thuggin' the same
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| I ain’t loving the fame
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| I’m a scrub with a name
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| Peace to the homies who struggle the same
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| Shots are precise better duck when I aim
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| Throwing up signs and show love to my gang
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| Busting these chains they can’t restrain me
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| Call Steven Hawking he can’t explain me
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| Homeland security can’t detain me
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| If you really getting money than you wouldn’t be angry
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| That’s factual
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| Ain’t no gimmick
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| This is natural
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| Live in the flesh
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| And that’s actually
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| How I act a fool
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| I take one knee
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| Cock back the tool pow!
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| Murder Carnage is right
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| Any other day of the year is inappropriate
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| But this is Halloween night
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| Let’s bleed the streets red
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| Kill them all dead
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| Take away their heads
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| And make sure the demons are fed
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| Murder Carnage is right
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| Any other day of the year is inappropriate
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| But this is Halloween night
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| Let’s bleed the streets red
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| Kill them all dead
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| Take away their heads
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| And make sure the demons are fed
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| Murder carnage payin homage to slaughter
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| Yeah it’s fuckin Halloween bitches and I always promise ya horror
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| It’s when I unharness the monsta and I let the beast off tha leash
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| Tonight I guarantee believe it there’ll be no peace on the streets
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| And I swear tha blood gone rain down like a hurricane
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| With all the pieces on tha board I welcome all y’all to tha murda game
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| It’s trick or treat and I’m cuttin ya down to tha white meat
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| I unload with the sawed off ruger till ya knocked right up out of ya Nikes
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| I’m Michael Myers cept with a Southern drawl and fifth of whiskey
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| I’m lightin up fires all on devils night when I hit tha city
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| In a T Bird bout ta have Fun Boy
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| Top Dollar Tin Tin bitch ya better run boy
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| Here I come with my thumb on the gun boy
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| Cock back tha hammer pull tha trigger you done boy
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| I’m creepy crawlin out on tha prowl in the crowd and I need to feed
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| If ya see me walkin about better run for ya life cause it’s what I need
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| A taste of plasma and I’m dancing in the flames
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| At these fuckin bastards when I be bashin in they brains
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| Murder Carnage is right
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| Any other day of the year is inappropriate
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| But this is Halloween night
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| Let’s bleed the streets red
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| Kill them all dead
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| Take away their heads
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| And make sure the demons are fed
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| Murder Carnage is right
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| Any other day of the year is inappropriate
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| But this is Halloween night
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| Let’s bleed the streets red
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| Kill them all dead
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| Take away their heads
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| And make sure the demons are fed
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| Jab an ice pick into ya eye
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| Why don’t you just die
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| Getting tired of the pleading
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| For your life ain’t gonna lie
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| Do I gotta slice the tongue off next
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| Endure the mumbling
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| To get the blood gushing
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| Like a volcano rumbling
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| Let’s see it see the blood blood spray
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| AK popping off bullets your way
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| Letting off strays
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| You know Slugs ain’t gotta name
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| An they Still gonna leave your face
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| Mangled just the same
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| Bodies pile up on the sidewalk
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| No time for chalk cause I’m
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| Cutting off ya limbs with the band saw
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| Cauterize the wounds
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| Send a ya fingers for ransom
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| Snatch the bags kill the mark
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| That’s the deadman’s anthem
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| Play for blood in this game
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| The Shits so deep if you think of
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| Walking on my turf
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| Better Bring ya cleats
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| And Prepare for defeat
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| Cause I’ll never take an L
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| Mean mark heart punch ya
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| That’ll Send ya straight to hell
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| Murder Carnage is right
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| Any other day of the year is inappropriate
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| But this is Halloween night
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| Let’s bleed the streets red
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| Kill them all dead
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| Take away their heads
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| And make sure the demons are fed
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| Murder Carnage is right
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| Any other day of the year is inappropriate
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| But this is Halloween night
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| Let’s bleed the streets red
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| Kill them all dead
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| Take away their heads
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| And make sure the demons are fed |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Murder Carnage , by - Twiztid. Song from the album Songs Of Samhain, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп