Hollow’s Eve

[Intro: Halloween III sample: Dan O'Herlihy]
You don't really know much about Halloween
You don't really know much about Halloween
You don't really know much about Halloween
Happy Halloween

[Verse 1: Hektic]
All Hallow's Eve, just another phrase for Devil's Night
Mass murdering bitches by the street light
Everybody thinks that candy's to be received
Little do they know it's the night of the witch's eve
Open this book, turning the pages of this bloody script
Hang me, strangle me, but don't bullshit
The time has come for the House to now prepare
To give this whole motherfucker a bloody scare
Swinging the bloody battle axe, wake the dead
Let 'em all know the eve is coming, [no, instead ?]
I've misread the tombstones, my transfer
Searching for life's questions fuck the answers
No escape, no chance to leave
Letting Hell break loose on Hallow's Eve

[Chorus: Halloween III sample: Dan O'Herlihy]
Happy Halloween
You don't really know much about Halloween
Happy Halloween

[Verse 2: The ROC]
Somebody tell 'em, I lost my, fuckin' mind, there's nowhere to go
A different style, a different place, a different niggero
I take the double barrel pumpkin gun, step back and pump one
Right into your motherfuckin' well being (Boom!)
All Hallows' Eve, in the trees, let me tear loose
Maximum overdrive, the day before the noose
It's Halloween, hear the screams and the dreams
Of my pumpkin heads, check the thieves up in my [orange spread?]
Walk the streets, I'm the freak you fools read about
The twenty-ninth and the thirtieth, I'm comin' out
You'll never know how much I can let it go, chop, swing
Cut off my head, another day, bro
All Hallows' Eve, cutting cheese, cutting throats, I can't cope
And mothefuckers feel the night smoke
As it creeps, I can't sleep, I slept, no I got rest
Because I breath on the breeze of Hallow's Eve

[Chorus: Halloween III sample: Dan O'Herlihy]
You don't really know
Happy Halloween
You don't really know much about Halloween
Happy Halloween

[Verse 3: Mr. Bones]
What the fuck? All Hallows' Eve, I hear the dead souls
Calling my name, telling me to play the game
Hide and seek with my mind
If I hang, runnin' through the fields, I'm trying to find
In the pumpkin, searching for my brain
Lost my mind, so I guess now I'm insane
But am I insane? No
Never been sane, so
I got to kill what I kill when I see
The Great Pumpkin's floatin' through the fuckin' streets
Of the outskirts, hear the screams and cries
Devils are laughin', now it's time to die
Hold my head and hope that it's all a joke
I found my mind in the midst of the ghastly smoke
*Cough*