[Jason Voorhees]
Y’all think your safe
Partying in the good house
Or in the woods out
Tryna pull your wood out
Ladies I’d advise you
Put your melons back in
You know that both of y’all
Dying if you smashing
Oh!
Sorry not sorry
Them’s the rules
Anything I improvise to off you is the tools
Snap your neck like rotted branches
Toss you in the pool
That you just partied up in on
Your vacation from school
Violent by nature
Don’t expect me to apologize
Surgical with it
Machete could leave you lobotomized
Yeah!
But I’d prefer to use something to chop your hide
Too much height for you
And I’ll leave you at a proper size
Uh, yeah!
I’m not here to help no Casey Jones
Instead I tally body counts
Like it’s Ovechkin making goals
And it will not take me nearly as long
To take the gold
I’ll proudly confess to all of it
Word to H.H. Holmes
Doesn’t matter if you’re skinny or you’re hearty
Next time just invite me to your party
Imagine me downing tequila shots
Still rocking my mask getting sloppy
Psyche!
I’m a professional
This ain’t a hobby
[Freddy Krueger]
If you’re yawning
You won’t be here in the morning
Appear without warning
I can torture while you’re snoring
Love the pain and endorphins
Coursing through veins
Stalking my prey
With a blade made for sawing
Then I morph into things that are swarming
On your skin I be crawling
Who the hell you think you’re ignoring?
It’s the fear I’m absorbing
I know you came to dream about falling
Your sleeping was boring
Till I drag you all in the corner
And paint your corpse on the walling
Cut and slice you like foreskin
The whole time I be chortling
Welcome to prime time, bitch
Let me scratch that itch
And detatch your wrists
Yo, who’s eyeballs this?
You wanted wet dreams
You’ll get screams and blood drenched sheets
Face like a walnut
You can call but the help won’t reach
On Elm Street
Come from behind like surprise
And stick both of my fingers in your eyes
I don’t fight fair in this nightmare
I’ll run you through
Mic check one, two
Freddy’s come for you
[Leatherface]
They’re passing through Texas?
Well god bless them
They better call their reverend
When they hear that saw revving
Or better yet a medic
When their limbs are all severed
Oh, you only thought we used cow skin
To make the leather
Mask crafted out of human flesh
No bones and teeth
Stitched the first body back in 95
I guess I’m COVID free
Lifting faces
With a surgeon’s patience
But with no degree
Generating missing persons cases
But I’m so discreet
Talking bad?
That’ll get your head sawed in half
All my dogs licking up
The blood splatter off the grass
And I don’t have a gun
But I’ma cock that hammer back
And when you hear that loud crack
That’s another body bag
You won’t find a BBQ in Texas
With a better taste
Our ingredients combine
To make a special plate
And that’s why Leatherface
Is killing at unfettered rates
To separate meat from these bodies
So, the chef can bake
[Pennywise]
Gather around kids, ha-ha yeah…
Merciless
I’ma haunt your town
Red balloons
You know how I get down
No smiling
Just frowning
I’m killing everday
I’m clowning
So, hide your kids and hide your wife
One eye open late at night
When it’s dark you need those lights
Call your friends cuz you can’t fight
Can’t stop me
I’m a demon
When it’s night time kids be screaming
This is real life
No dreaming
And your blood just might be leaking
Pennywise just say my name one time
Don’t be scared you’ll be just fine
Come inside and see your prize
It’s your brother he’s alive
I told you
I’ma kill you
And everyone here that’s with you
You alive
And that’s the issue
So, try to answer my riddle
Derry Maine the place we call home
Scared to death no weakness shown
Loser’s Club, Carve it in stone
We the best act like you know
Come get us
We ready
This beef is gonna get deadly
No lightweights
We heavy
Pennywise he’s just too petty
On the low I think he’s scared of us
Keep it down and don’t say much
Be precise and please don’t rush
Stupid clown your time is up
[Candyman]
Candy paint like I was raised in Texas
Those who know me say I’m crazy reckless
Call my name got the strangest death wish
Coroner’s try to explain my methods
From an urban legend in Cabrini green
To extracting vengeance on ya TV screen
I’m on easy street
Think it’s peachy keen
Bout to slash ya throat to see you scream
Whoa
Farewell to the flesh
The forbidden, you there in a mess
Stay hidden, be scared, I’m the best
Siccing killer bees on you
To tear through your flesh
Got the ladies in love with ya boy
Rippin’ them open from gullet to groin
Everything you say you love I destroy
Usually business but this I enjoy
You don’t really wanna play my game
Best in the business I lay my claim
Everything changed on the day I came
Look in the mirror, say my name
Candyman
One time
Candyman
Two times
Candyman
Three times
Fo’ times
It’s showtime
[Michel Myers]
Yeah
I hate talking
So, lay off of that friendly grin
Flesh filleted carcass
Displayed often
Tearing limb from limb
Place your flayed parts in a raised coffin
Gotta fit them in
Cut your face off with a chainsaw
That goes
Rim, rim, rim
If this silhouette is approaching
Then you should fear the outcome
You can’t hide
Your feet might as well have been dipped in talcum
So, check the stride
I got me a sharp knife and I could kill a thousand
Slicing necks like it’s a cover
Of a gza album
If I see you, I promise
Squeeze out your bodily fluids
Yes, even the vomit
You can see me, yeah, I’m coming
No, I will never back down like I sleep on my stomach
I got some bones in the closet
I think it’s time for me to go and make a deposit
People saying, I should stop it
Murder is a puzzle
Blood is the way I can solve it
Thinking to yourself is it all a dream
No, really you are livin’ in a nightmare
I don’t need a team
I’ma get rid of each and every one of you
Pitiful beings
Everybody running but I’m right here
If you can bring guns and machetes and knives
Then I don’t need a reason to fight fair
You can feel the breeze in the night air
Maybe that means you are gonna die here