Michael Jr.

[Intro]
Yo, yo, Michael, Michael
Michael!

[Verse 1]
Trick or treat motherfuckers, I'm back! And Michael is here for a rap
Taken over Sean's life and the night, with a knife in his right, get ready to take a little stab
Goin' in when all ya'll doing your foreplay, I've been waiting to murder all day
Get a costume and do a fucking cosplay as Freddy Kruger and grab 'em by pussy!
I never understand what it's like to be a bitter man
'Cause I fuck him right off and cut his hand
I'mma fiend, not a fan, I'm a beast not man
I put in everything I have into everything I can
There's something I want and it's blood!
And it's pain, it is anger and anguish
But I can't control my mind
And in sight is a fight and that shit is painless
And then abracadabra! I may be Seaning but tonight, not a rapper
Tonight I’mma be the fucking hacker, the slasher
You may have feelings but tonight, they don’t matter, I got half an hour
Oh there we go, we got someone, let’s grab their throat
Let’s cut them up, let’s grab a rope
Fuck up the cunt, let’s do it slow, oh fuck, oh shit! I got no control!
I'm a break a fucking bone, invade a home, wait 'til your alone
That's when I'm gonna start the fucking the show
I'm a roam in your home and you don't fucking know
And I'm slow when I move when I go in your room
And you're there and you stare, looking in the fucking mirror
Brushing your hair, that's when I slice through your ear
And your fears why I'm here, with no underwear
Halloween is this fucking time of year, yeah!

[Verse 2]
(Yo, yo, haha)
The name's Michael! Fuck Norman, the real psycho!
Cut up organs with a mic though!
So if you come back to your doormat
Better know that you should run for survival!
Is the name, so Michael is gonna fuck up the game
While Jason is waiting on the sideline
Going fishing at Camp Crystal Lake
And while he's waiting for another Friday, it is my time is to get another one
So you can come here to my line
But I still got my knife! Fucked up son
You are dumb, I've already won
Plus you're fucking mum got a iddy biddy bum, bum
I'm coming out on a three and guess what's next to it? It is a fucking one!
And that's when it goes boom and I cause mass destruction
When I slash down your back and I cause concussions
And death abductions and life obstructions
And police come and I say nothing
Then I kill them too and then find the eye witness
Kill him too and kill all these bitches
Kill everybody! Fuck being fearless
Get ready for this and put me in the Guinness
I’m gonna slash, dash, fast with a mask
Better never ask, if you gonna get it back
Bashed with a fucking bat, mash up, down your back
Gap where I fucking stab, put Haddonfield back- back on the fucking map
I'm gonna hit 'em with the venom of the man of rhythm, hit 'em with many, many more
Not Mandy, Mandy Moore but the scary, scary gore
That is done by the one and only Laurie Strode, I'm done