House Of Krazees Season Of The Pumpkin Lyrics

Season Of The Pumpkin Lyrics

You Dont Really Know Much About Halloween (x3) Happy Halloween... (Hektik)
Hallow's



eve Just another phrase for Devil's nite Mass murdering bitches by the street
light



Everybody thinks that candy's to be recieved Little do they know it's the nite
of



the witch's eve Open his book, turning the pages of his bloody script Hang
me,



strangle me, but don't bullshit The time has come for the House to now prepare
To



give this whole motherfucker a bloody scare Swinging the bloody battle axe,
wake



the dead Let em all know the eve is coming, all is said I've misread the
tombstones



my transfer Searching for life's questions fuck the answers No escape, no
chance to



leave Letting hell break loose on Hallow's eve Happy Halloween You Dont Really
Know



Much About Halloween Happy Halloween... (R.O.C.) Somebody tell em, I've lost
my



fuckin mind There's nowhere to go A different style, a different place, a
different



niggero Ill take the double barrel pumpkin gun Step back and pump one right
into



your muthafuckin clear BOOM! On Hallow's eve, in the trees, let me tear
loose



Maximum overdrive, the day before the noose It's Halloween, hear the screams in
the



dreams Of my fuckin head, check disease up in my arm's spread Walk the streets
I'm



the freak you fools read about The 29th and the 30th, I'm coming out You never
know



how much I can let it go Just when, cut off my head, another day, bro On
Hallow's



eve, cutting cheese, cutting throats I can't cope, and mothefucker's feel the
night



smoke As it creeps, I can't sleep, I slept, no I got rest Because I breath on
the



breeze of Hallow's eve You dont really know what... Happy halloween You don't
really



know much about Halloween Happy Halloween... (Mr. Bones) What the fuck? On
Hallow's



eve, I hear the dead souls calling my name Telling me to play the game Hide and
seek



with my mind If I hang, running thru the fields, im trying to find In the
pumpkin



searching for my brain Fuck my mind, so I guess now Im insane But am I insane?
No



Never been sane, so, I got to kill what I can't win I see the Great Pumpkin



floating thru the fuckin streets On the outskirts, hear the screams and cries
Devils



are laughing, now it's time to die Hold my hand and hope that it's all a joke
I



found my mind in the mist of the gastly smoke (Caughs)