1 - Welcome (Jamie Madrox and Blaze) It's Halloween bitch! So unless you down with this killa shit You better get your bitch ass in the house Before you get your fucking neck chopped (What the fuck up with this mothafucking bloody axe mothafucka) (Psychopathic!!!) Kick the scream in *Screaming* Hallo-wizzle On Halloween the children scream They're terrified of scary dreams The fright of being scared to death Is sometimes just to much to handle On Halloween the dead awake Looking for people's life to take With them back to their hallow-grave The thought is just to much to handle 2 - Pimples on ya Pumpkin (feat. Anybody Killa and The R.O.C.) (Anybody Killa) Seen a bitch with a big bump chillin on her booty Red raspberry puss packing lil' cutie (Hey!) Can I pop it, bitch? Bend over, let me smack that ass Till it squirts all over Squeezing on your buttcheeks like a bowl of bubble wrap (Wrap) Grand canyon loving when I hit it from the back Do you like it when I rub oil on you, bitch? Like an uncooked Thanksgiving turkey dish (Gobble) Hey girl with them bumps on your dumplin Why you always frontin'? Can I tell you somethin'? I been waiting for a long ass time For me to get a spoonful of that oatmeal pie So I guess I'm gonna take what's mine Watch her pull down them panties as I sip my wine She handed me some crackers And dropped to her knees Told me about the full moon and offered some cheese (Chorus) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (Pimples on ya pumpkin hoes) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (No joke like a bag of dro) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (Pimples on ya pumpkin hoes) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (I said it's out of control) (Jamie Madrox) Bitch you need a can of Raid to spray your upper lip? To keep them cockroaches From coming out of your nose and shit You hoes need to clean up Wearing Monday's panties all week long Looking to get it beat up Bitch, you smell like piss You drunk as shit Conversating how you really wanna choke my dick Bitch you sick Look at them tittes It's pimples everywhere You might wanna think about putting some aloe on there Love handles thick rich and lumpy She ain't fat, she chunky, whatever Bumpy booty cheeks swaying to the beat When fat starts to jiggle it generates heat Sweet, sweaty, hella sultry This bitch need to back up off me Go head go to the pumpkin patch Cause them bumps on your tittes Match them bumps on your ass (Chorus) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (Pimples on ya pumpkin hoes) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (No joke like a bag of dro) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (Pimples on ya pumpkin hoes) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (I said it's out of control) (The R.O.C.) Ahhhh!!! Pimples on your pumpkin Girls with the junk in The trunkin' Fuckin' them a function Had some tig 'ol bitties Looking pretty lovely eyes Thick ol' thighs Served a prize shaking shit up with them fries Surprise! Damn did you cut yourself shaving? What's that shit that look like raisons (Ew!) Cuts and abrasions what you was trying to scratch them off? Pimples on your pumpkin, fuck off (Monoxide Child) I don't know why ya'll tripping I'ma get to scratching the pink And watch the big booty bump start dripping It's just a weirdo figment I mean a fetish I mean well probably fist fuck that bitch if she let us what (Not me dog... man you tripping... for real) Cause I like a bumpy ass all knobby like a bike wheel I like a big fat ass from the start In the dark I'll fuck a pimpled ass bitch like a retard (Chorus) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (Pimples on ya pumpkin hoes) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (No joke like a bag of dro) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (Pimples on ya pumpkin hoes) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (I said it's out of control) 3 - Sweet Tooth (feat. The R.O.C. and JD the Weedman) (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) Sweeter then a bag of cheva dipped in molasses The honey blunt got too much resin up on my glasses You can't see me in the candy store Got me all off guard forgot why I was here What I'm shopping for Candy coated pixie sticks Hookers by the slurpee machine Looking to turn tricks For fix As I reach up in my belt And grab out the candy cane And extract a couple ju-ju bees off into your brain Watch your frame fall and crumble like peanut brittle Got you oozing from your walls Must be caramel in the middle In the center of your nuget, sits a bullet And shock tarts spit from trigger Each time I pull it I reach for the ginger snaps out the register Give me all this and a hundred grand mothafucker JD's in the parking lot waiting on me While R.O.C. is tying up the security (Chorus) Bitches, hoes, money and dro On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Candy, popcorn and tootsie rolls On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Hookers, drugs, pimps and thugs On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Serving ugly bitches with a beat down mug On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything (The R.O.C.) My hunger pains go deep Deeper then the core of the Earth While the planet sleeps, I weep Brain activity is high on the outcome Human bodies moving in and out From the place where they subside I ride like the wind Swans Smoking up their knowledge like Crumbs As I fall millions of miles through the core of the Sun The more light we have come to bring the terror so just run My chucks are like a utility belt Detach my tooth Mamma's know set to blow the roof My, I spy all the negative energy it radiates profusely Turn it into misery Take a piece if you dare All fifty bags are fixed laced With the wickedest shit you ever sipped Now surrender all your smoke to my nigga JD And blaze with your dead homie The street creepers Me and Twiztid made of pure ether Knocking cop out, they can't reach us And if you seek us Catch on up and you'll find The sweet tooth monstrous internet lines Are all corroded Leaving bodies folded Candy treats frozen Many flavors posin' Which will be chosen They all taste nice Sweet tooth fiening for your life muthafuckas (Chorus) Bitches, hoes, money and dro On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Candy, popcorn and tootsie rolls On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Hookers, drugs, pimps and thugs On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Serving ugly bitches with a beat down mug On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything (JD Tha Weedman) It's me, JD The W double E-D-M-A-N From D-E-T With a sweet tooth for your candy bag Run your tricks and your treats and your chronic sack I'm the one all dressed in the colorful gang rags Walking on your porch while I'm spraying my set tag Dumping out the window of the '65 See the blood splattered postman It's D's on the ride (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) Off in the distance (Where we at man?) Way in the shadows I'm the monster you gone have to battle To keep yo' life and whatever You brought tonight I'm taking it with or without a fight I got a sweet tooth for your pocket loot I'm bullet proof baby don't believe me? Shoot! You can't kill a dead man Who done died so many times That it's getting old being alive (Chorus x3) Bitches, hoes, money and dro On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Candy, popcorn and tootsie rolls On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Hookers, drugs, pimps and thugs On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Serving ugly bitches with a beat down mug On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything 4 - Wake Up (feat. Anybody Killa and The R.O.C.) "Hello" "Hey man I'm sorry to call you so late" "Do you know what time it is right now? "I know it's three thirty in the morning man, but I-I just need to talk to somebody, I'm going crazy" "Aight well talk, cause I'm fucking sleeping" "Last night they came for me" "Who, what? "They came to kill me man" "Who, who came, wait a minute, who came to kill you?" "The people in my dreams" "W-wait man, you been smoking or something, I mean it's three thirty in the mornin?" "I-I can't smoke man, I'll pass out if I smoke, I'm so tired I hadn't slept in so long. I think they're trying to kill me in my sleep." I don't ever wanna sleep again, never ever wanna sleep again (Monoxide Child) I know I'm running ya'll Don't know what I'm running from I hear it coming ya'll But don't know where it's coming from It's gonna get me now Don't know how But it'll get me I think it bit me Don't know how but it bit me I hate sleeping, I'm afraid of the dark I can't believe these fucking dreams Would have me breathing so hard It's like a panic attack And my hands get all tingly But they said I'd be alright If I took my lil' blue thingies Can't wake up, end up closing my eyes Can't shake it cause the demon wants to keep me inside I'm on the high rise building And I'm ready to jump without a parachute So I hit the ground like a pistol grip Pump on my lap at all times Right well this motherfucker took it And shot me in broad day light Now I'm laying in the EMS I got all kinda wires hanging off of my chest And this beep keeps beeping so I know I'm alive It's my alarm clock tripping It's a quarter to five (Quarter to five) (Chorus) Why are you sleeping? (Wake the fuck up!!) Are you still dreaming? (Wake the fuck up!!) Why are you sleeping? (Wake the fuck up!!) I don't never wanna sleep again (Wake the fuck up!!) Are you still dreaming? (Wake the fuck up!!) Never ever wanna sleep again (Wake the fuck up!!) (Anybody Killa) Wake the fuck up Bad dreams too scary Darker then the night sky, body being carried When I awake I'm gonna tear somebody up Cause when I'm swinging in my sleep It's like it's never strong enough Pull the sheet tight over my head Toss and turn till the morning eyes bloodshot red Dozing off in the day hardly catching a Z's Wake the fuck up in my head like a disease Somebody sing me a lullaby Chase away all these evil cries Please don't lay me down to sleep Cause behind my eyes is something deep One of these days I may never awake Whole body eyes closed staring at pearly gates Looking for a second chance to dance with the dead Underground living with the moon for a friend Never knowing how it's all gone in Room full of entities and my sleep again (Chorus) Why are you sleeping? (Wake the fuck up!!) Are you still dreaming? (Wake the fuck up!!) Why are you sleeping? (Wake the fuck up!!) I don't never wanna sleep again (Wake the fuck up!!) Are you still dreaming? (Wake the fuck up!!) Never ever wanna sleep again (Wake the fuck up!!) (The R.O.C.) I can't wake there's no pulse I can't reach the door Who's wait just please shake me till I'm up for The rest of the night I'm in and out of this dream I'm tossing, turning, screaming Cause it's changing the scene on me again Sweat pours from my pores And I'm drowning life preservers finally got me Death's a mountain And I'm dropped knee high in a pillow of darkness I need a search light, please don't stop this (Jamie Madrox) I was dreaming when I wrote this I don't remember much A little drugs, few women Vampires and such Hot sex in a tub of blood Feel the heat, but fuck quietly Vampires are asleep Like walking on a tight rope trying to cum I was fucking so long had my dick all numb Then I pushed and pushed until I started to bust Then I awoke butt-naked in front of the tour bus (Chorus x2) Why are you sleeping? (Wake the fuck up!!) Are you still dreaming? (Wake the fuck up!!) Why are you sleeping? (Wake the fuck up!!) I don't never wanna sleep again (Wake the fuck up!!) Are you still dreaming? (Wake the fuck up!!) Never ever wanna sleep again (Wake the fuck up!!) 5 - High on Halloween (feat. Anybody Killa and Blaze) (Monoxide Child) Man, it was fucked up and I'll never forget it There was blood all over my hands, I must have did it I'm in handcuffs and these people keep screaming Yelling at the police Man he's not breathing Flatline, I blacked out again Cause last time this shit happen I was covered in blood No love for the two-faced demon Who gets drunk and goes speeding Into the back of a pick-up truck Now it's coming back to me I killed a family Because of my alcoholic insanity I'm in the cop car now,it's setting in That the blood on my hand is from the hole in my chin I know I'll get a phone call for someone to come and get me But the person I would call I think was in the car with me Everybody died tonight because I wanted to get drunk and drive Now I'm doing life (Chorus) I wanna get high I got to get high If I don't get high Then I can't get by But we don't get high on Halloween Cause bad shits always happening I wanna hit that blunt! Man give me that blunt! Go on and hit that blunt And quit acting like a punk! Fuck that! We ain't getting high today And maybe all the spirits will just fly away (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) Where the party goin' on tonight? It's Halloween I got to get up on some green Before I show up on the scene Creeping clean Up out the Chevy sporting county blue Gripping the box of white owls to put the weed into The name is Blaze, nothing changed Pull the blunt out cause drank six fifths of Henny I ain't even catch a buzz The music jumping when we started Make my way up to the party That's when I spotted homeboy with the blunt from above Put the light up to the blunt Commence to fill my lungs with smoke until I'm swimming in a cloud of smoke Choking up the focus when it happened Room was spinning, people laughing The pictures on the wall come alive and start attacking The windows smashing out, people running all directions I tried to move myself it's like I'm molded to my section Somebody laced my shit and now I'm layin on the flo' Damn, I'll never smoke no weed on Halloween no mo' (Chorus) I wanna get high I got to get high If I don't get high Then I can't get by But we don't get high on Halloween Cause bad shits always happening I wanna hit that blunt! Man give me that blunt! Go on and hit that blunt And quit acting like a punk! Fuck that! We ain't getting high today And maybe all the spirits will just fly away (Anybody Killa) When I'm high Treat Halloween like April Fool's Then trick on these motherfucking ghost and ghouls She ask why's this candy apple taste so salty? Because my dick pissed all acrossed it Three years probation for that shit hoe Just because these little punks couldn't take the joke Now they coming at me with some shit like I can't smoke And I just bought a sack of Halloween hydro Never know could go crazy again Razor blades in the candy bone, just grab in It's like off Halloween when I get stoned I release one spirit from the dead to roam Can't say if I'll ever see them But the dirt that they do always comes a creeping So tonight just call me Skip And be thankful I didn't hit that shit Pass it on dawg (Chorus) I wanna get high I got to get high If I don't get high Then I can't get by But we don't get high on Halloween Cause bad shits always happening I wanna hit that blunt! Man give me that blunt! Go on and hit that blunt And quit acting like a punk! Fuck that! We ain't getting high today And maybe all the spirits will just fly away Shit maybe ya'll ain't getting high but I'm in this mothafucka CHIEFIN Happy Halloween ya'll Hey, we'll see ya'll next year October 31, 2003 Wait, that's this year Let me hit that mothafucking joint He's sitting in here right now with a straight bag of Hershey Reggie's man, Reg They call him Mr. October Reggie Mersh if you're over on West Coast I thought that was coffee grinds FUCK yea man, and a bottle of Remy Reggie Lewis Rules! Happy Halloween ya'll FAMILY!!!