ICP Insane Clown Posse Halloween on Military Street Lyrics

f___ d___it, another halloween
People on military know what this means
Houses on fire, their blowin up cars
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars
Went to trick or treat the first house on my block
Spit in my face and gave me a rock
I tried to give it back and said Ill take nothing instead
Turned around and walked away and felt the rock peg me in the head
Walked to the next house directly next door
And there I found an old lady dead on the floor
I said excuse me miss, but do you have a treat?
She lifted her leg and scraped flakes off her dead feat
I ran to the next house happy and giddy
There I seen a fat woman holding up her t__ty
I said trick or treat she said treat or trick
And squeezed on her t__ty until it f___en.....its to sick
The next house I was at back in the woods
I was a little frightened but f___ I want the goods
I knocked on the door, I heard a knock back
And then I heard come in and yo Im like, f___ that!
This house belongs to ms. cherryspoon
She said drop your drawers your treat is commin soon
I quickly grew a stiffy but kept my eyes shut
A hand came out the mail shoot and flicked me in the nuts
I wobbled to the next house ready for the worst
And chillen in the drive was a long black hearse
I rung the door-bell and said is anybody home?
Of course little boy have a sugar coated kidney stone
I walked in the field and to the next crib
Its friendly mrs. witherbee in her cooking bib
I said how bout some candy?
She said how bout instead,
A nice hot fresh home made loaf of yeast infection bread?
My bag became heavy so I rest on the curb
And riding on his bike, here comes little larry shurd
I snuk up behind him, and kicked em off his seat
I punched em in the neck and power bombed em in the street
Now my sack of candy has doubled in size
Up to the next house for my scary prize
Im like trick or treat, trick, treat, ticky, d___
He opened up the door slapped my lips and didnt give me s___
Rocks through his window and ran across the street
To the big mantion
Im in for a treat
I dinged on the dong, and here comes the butler
A big gumpy, tall a__ lurch lookin m_____ f___er
I said hello mr. is there somethin for my sack?
He reached into his pocket but I think he hurt his back
Its taken him an hour, my bag is open ready
But then he finally dropped it in my sack, a f___en penny
The next house is abandoned so forget it
But wait a minute
I think somebodys livin in it
I ran up to the porch
Trick or treat you cant hide
It was a crackhead he crawled in my bag and died
The next house was mine, the last on the block
My mothers sitting on the porch shining up her glock
I climbed on the roof with my brother jump steady
And we yelled
Happy halloween and clown love to the whole city
f___ d___it, another halloween
People on military know what this means
Houses on fire, theyre blowin up cars
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars