Horror Cypher 2020

Verse 1 (Jason Vorhess /Kadesh Flow):
Y'all think you're 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 both of y'all dying if you smashing
Sorry not sorry, them's the rules
Anything I improvise to off you is the tools
Snap your neck like rotten 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 apologise
Surgical with it machete could leave you lobotomized
But I'd prefer to use something to chop your hide
Too much height to you and I'll leave you at a proper size
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
I'm a professional, this ain't a hoppy

Verse 2 (Freddy Krueger / Shao Dow):
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 endorphin coursing through veins
Stalking my pray with a blade made for sawing
Then I morph into things that a 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
Let me scratch and itch and detach 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 (-prise)
And stick both of my fingers in your eyes (eyes)
I don't fight fair in this nightmare, I'll run you through
Mic check, one, two, Freddy's come for you!

Verse 3 (Leatherface / Richie Branson):
They're passing through Texas, well God bless them
They better call their reverand when they here that saw revvin'
Or better yet a medic when their limbs are all severed
Oh you thought we only used cow skin to make the leather hm?
Mask crafted out of human flesh, no bones and teeth
Stitched my first body bag in '95, I guess I'm Covid free
Lifting faces with the surgeon's patience but to no degree
Generating missing person's cases but I'm so discreet
Talking bad? That'll get your head sawed in half
All my dogs licking up the blood spatter 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
Now 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 the meat from these bodies so the chef can bake

Verse 4 (Pennywise / Penny The Great):
Mercliess I'ma hunt your town
Red balloons, you know how I get that
No smiling, just frowning
I'm killing every day, 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 'cause you can't fight
Can't stop me, I'm a demon
When it's nighttime 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're alive and that's the issue
So try and answer my riddle
Derry, Maine, the place that 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

Verse 5 (Candyman / Mega Ran):
Candy paint like I was raised in Texas
Those who know say I'm crazy reckless
Call my lady, got the strangest deathwish
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
But to slash ya throat to see you scream
Farewell to the flash
The forbidden, you there in the 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
Ripping 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
Fourth time, it's showtime

Verse 6 (Michael Myers / NemRaps):
I hate talking so lay off of with that friendly grin
Fresh 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 wrmm wrmm wrmm
If the silhouette is approaching, then you should fear the outcome
You can't hide your feet might as well have been tipped in talcum
So check the stride, I got me a sharp knife and I could kill a thousand
Slicing necks like it's the 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 only way I can solve it
Thinking to yourself: Is it all a dream?
No, really you were living in a nightmare
I don't need a team, I'ma get rid of each and every one of you pitful 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