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A little Halloween Flavor!!!! - 10-13-02

http://www.twiztid.com/green_pumpkins.mp3

GREEN PUMPKINZ

(clip from Adam West Batman)

"IT'S HALLOWEEN - GHOSTS TO ROAM - LOCK YA DOORS - DON'T BE ALONE"



MONOXIDE:

IM A STRANGE KINDA PUMPKIN THAT NEVER GOES AWAY

AND I SURVIVE OF THE HATRED, AND INSIDE IM ALL GREY

WHATZ THAT SHIT YOU SAY?

MY THICK ASS ROOTS EXTRACTED FROM YA POISONOUS FRUITS

STRONGER THAN A WHOLE HOUSE BUILT OF BAM-BOO SHOOTS, N' HARD WORK

AND IT DON'T STOP UNTIL YOU DEAD IN THE DIRT

THE TRUTH HURTS!

IT'S HALLOWEEN, TIME FOR THE DEAD GHOSTS TO ROAM

SO LOCK YA DOOR, MAKE SURE YOUR NOT ALONE!



MADROX:

MY PUMPKINZ ROTTEN

HAVE I FORGOTTEN

THAT NOTHING LASTS FOREVER

GOT IT, DAM I FORGOT IT, WHY WON'T THIS COME TOGETHER

HIDING BEHIND THE MOON

LIKE THE BATS, AND THE FREEKS AT NIGHT

THE GREEN IS STARTING TO BLOOM

OK TO THE DRAWER FOR THE BUTCHER KNIFE!



BREAK:

EVERYTHING IS CHANGING TO COLORS OF GREEN

PUMPKINZ ROTTIN' AWAY, LIKE HOPES N' DREAMZ

BUT WE SEEM TO HOLD IT TOGETHER, N' KEEP IT ALIVE

FOR MOSTASTELESS JUGGALOS WIT FREEK SHOW EYEZ

NOW IN THE MIRROR-MIRROR VISIONS BECOME A LITTLE CLEARER

IT'S A DECOMPOSED VISION OF TERROR, STARRING BACK AT YA

WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN YOU TRULY SEE,

THAT THE GREEN BOOK IS HIM, & ME, & FAMILY!



MONOXIDE:

DISREGARD ME AS A STITCH IN YA TIME

AND NOW IT'S COME, TO BRING THE HATRED TO THE

FRONT OF YA LAWN N' DROP THE BOMB

THE GREEN PUMPKINZ, SYMBOLED AS SOMETHING TRULY THATZ

COMING, HEAR IT BUMPIN' PEOPLE SHOULD REALLY JUST GET TO RUNNIN'

IT'S THE BOOGIEMAN, AND IM BANGING AT YA DOOR

WIT AN AX, & A CHAIN-SAW, AND ENOUGH BALLZ TO MAIM YALL

MY CIGARETTES WILL BURN A HOLE IN YA CHEST, YA HOT BOXING WIT A MONSTER

YOUR A ZOMBIE AT BEST

IM UNDER BEDZ MAKIN SOME NOISES, GRABBIN' SOME LEGZ

SWEAR TO GOD, I NEVER TOUCH EM' I JUST SCARE EM' TO DEATH

IM NEVER RIGHT, I MUSTA' HAD SOME SHITTY KARMA AS A KID

ALTHOUGH MY MUSIC'S MADE OF POISON BUT SOME HOW I SEEM TO LIVE

TURN YA PORCH LIGHT ON AND PRAY FOR SUN LIGHT

KEEP YA BACK DOOR LOCKED, AND KEEP ALL OF YA CHILDREN OUTTA SIGHT

I'M TRANSLUCENT, WALKIN THROUGH WALL, HALLS, & DOORS

VERY MAGICAL - IMA TURN 5 KIDZ TO 4



BREAK:

EVERYTHING IS CHANGING TO COLORS OF GREEN

PUMPKINZ ROTTIN' AWAY, LIKE HOPES N' DREAMZ

BUT WE SEEM TO HOLD IT TOGETHER, N' KEEP IT ALIVE

FOR MOSTASTELESS JUGGALOS WIT FREEK SHOW EYEZ

NOW IN THE MIRROR-MIRROR VISIONS BECOME A LITTLE CLEARER

IT'S A DECOMPOSED VISION OF TERROR, STARRING BACK AT YA

WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN YOU TRULY SEE,

THAT THE GREEN BOOK IS HIM, & ME, & FAMILY!



MADROX:

ENTER INTO THE MIND OF A SERIAL KILLA

NEVER STEP, OR HIDE INSIDE COCOONS OF A CATERPILLA'

THE MUTATION HAS BEGUN, AND EVOLVED

GREEN SLIME, AND BLOOD STAINS REDECORATE THE WALL

TOOK THE PROTOCOL N' BUST IT DOWN TO LIME DUST

AND SPRINKLED IT AMONGST THE ONEZ THAT'Z DOWN WIT US

AND I TRUST THAT EVERYONE WILL UNDERSTAND

WHEN THEY HEAR THE GREEN BOOK, AND WITNESS HOW IT BEGAN

IN THE DAYS WHEN HUNGER WAS THE WICKEDEST OF WAYZ

AND THE MAGIC WAS FELT EVERY TIME THE CD PLAYZ - REMEMBER THAT?

NOW THAT'Z AN UN-SUBLIMINAL FACT, EMBEDDED ON MY FAMILY AX , N' LOTUS TAT'S

YOU CAN QUOTE THAT - IN THE MIST OF THE SPIT

MONOXIDE, & MADROX ALL UP IN THIS SON OF A BITCH

FOR HALLOWEEN, UNDERGROUND, AND UNSEEN

FROM GREEN PUMPKINZ TO GREEN BOOKS N' EVERYTHING BETWEEN!



BREAK:

EVERYTHING IS CHANGING TO COLORS OF GREEN

PUMPKINZ ROTTIN' AWAY, LIKE HOPES N' DREAMZ

BUT WE SEEM TO HOLD IT TOGETHER, N' KEEP IT ALIVE

FOR MOSTASTELESS JUGGALOS WIT FREEK SHOW EYEZ

NOW IN THE MIRROR-MIRROR VISIONS BECOME A LITTLE CLEARER

IT'S A DECOMPOSED VISION OF TERROR, STARRING BACK AT YA

WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN YOU TRULY SEE,

THAT THE GREEN BOOK IS HIM, & ME, & FAMILY!
:metalhead


The axe is family, and for the family
I use the axe to separate your anatomy
Ain't no being mad at me, the shit ain't even worth it
I said I was a serial killa, not perfect
It's not my fault that I can't be trusted
And people like me aren't all disgusted
Some will slit necks and into skull crushing
And killing people over next to nothing motherfucker


"Perfectus trustino prosum et scelus"

Last edited by TwiztidClown : 10-13-02 at 13:52.
  
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