Hollow’s Eve

Lyrics

[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*