Ian (Geno Cultshit)
Oh hell yeah motherfucker it's that time of year when the freaks and the creeps get crunk on fear get smashed of Mickey's , smashing up pumpkins see my dick licked In the woods by a munchkin

Damien
You can keep your jack o' lanterns , I'm carving up heads I sing for the dead and the hills run red , I'm under your bed in a mask from Walgreen's
16 teens chopped up by Halloween

Dope fiend
Halloween motherfucker why you acting like a bitch , I'd be in your throat and have yo ass chocking on a twix
Trick or treat in my bag is God damn gauge and i'll be blowing the heads off of all you fags

Chorus: Ian (Geno Cultshit)
No I don't know why you fuck with me when it's Halloween you better run away if you ever see me

Ian( Geno Cultshit)
Yo it's Halloween you know it's time you trick or treat down my block and you'll die it's murder , it's murder , it's murder ,it's murder
October 31st imma own the plaque instead of candy there's severed heads in my sack
It's murder it's murder it's murder it's murder