Halloween Apples

(Damian Krypt)
Hello everybody and welcome to my show
Bongs up for the gothic chick standing by the door
Where's Elvira, love that lady, chick's on fire
Just another reason I ain't really ready to retire, bro
Everyday is Halloween to me, I got a fetish for it
Go ahead and hate, it ain't my fault that you weren't ready for it
I was born to rap, I'm calling this a head shot
I shoot to kill when I rap man, I'm like Dead Shot
Adam Beach got nothing on me, he'll need an army
Cause I'm unstoppable, something like a tsunami
Go ahead bro, run to your mommy, tell her I'm back
They only hate me cause I'm goth bitch, suck on a sack
Somebody tell Fairuza Balk I'm psycho too
I'm more scarier than Freddy and Michael too
I'll dismember your body and watch the blood leak
If you're lucky enough, they'll find you just under a week

Hook
(Skribbal)
Everyday is Halloween, hit 'em with a hollow-tip
Don't trip, you won't be here tomorrow
Evil in the wind, my spirit pulls you in
I bash your motherfuckin' head with a bottle
Halloween apples
Bitch I got them Halloween apples
Yeah I got them Halloween apples
Hide behind a mask, load 'em up and shoot 'em at you

(Skribbal)
Dissector, craftin' the thesis
The beast is released when the beat hit the speakers
Master of the moon, re-awakened in my tomb
Emcees get released to my legion of heathen
I got doses, hit 'em with the blue shit
Inhale the fire, violator in the booth, bitch
Half-human mutant, straight out recruitment
Government assassin with passion to shoot shit
Give me the shotty I'm ruthless, rip in the body, I'm too sick
Sick of the psycho that's living inside of my brain
Controllin' my movements
Listen how that tool click-clack, got the smooth kick
Back in the lab, goddamn, who that new kid
Hit 'em with the rude shit, bet they whole crew bitch
Fuck around a lose it, booted gettin' too lit
I got the juice, hear the proof when I do spit
Sick 'em with venom, send 'em spinnin' to the moon, shit

Hook
(Skribbal)
Everyday is Halloween, hit 'em with a hollow-tip
Don't trip, you won't be here tomorrow
Evil in the wind, my spirit pulls you in
I bash your motherfuckin' head with a bottle
Halloween apples
Bitch I got them Halloween apples
Yeah I got them Halloween apples
Hide behind a mask, load 'em up and shoot 'em at you

(Celph Titled)
You ain't gotta raise funeral money or raise bail
Cause c-tiggedy titled, boy i raise hell
For that cocaina I'll choke the nina
And put strychnine in ya sofa cleaner
If these tires don't run ya ass over
I'm reinventing the wheel, replace the tread with teeth from cobras
Yeah I'm the bitch killer, y'all know me
Speed off in the whip and leave a motherfuckin smoke screen
The day will come that your album drops, true
But it'll be the day Dr. Dre drops Detox 2
Wanna make a sequel but you need to make a reboot
Ya bone gristle disappear when we shoot
Check the scorecard, I got more bars
See me flow, then you sorta saw what I do with swords and saws
Even a seeing eye dog can't see me
Crack a cd in half and make a shank to see ya bleeding

Hook
(Skribbal)
Everyday is Halloween, hit 'em with a hollow-tip
Don't trip, you won't be here tomorrow
Evil in the wind, my spirit pulls you in
I bash your motherfuckin' head with a bottle
Halloween apples
Bitch I got them Halloween apples
Yeah I got them Halloween apples
Hide behind a mask, load 'em up and shoot 'em at you