Текст песни Vanilla Ice - Born On Halloween (Feat. Insane Clown Posse)

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Born on Halloween x16 [Verse 1: Vanilla Ice] It's the day that jumps right out at ya Tentrim on the calendar Injections and Hellraisers Born like the Chainsaw Massacre Hills advising Texas kids Stories about what next he did Doctor slapped him on his ass His head spun, run like axises Fat enough for quarantine mess with them you gonna scream He said he had a shining He sold red rum and ever green Orman since he was a teen Freddy Krueger on the scene Slicin' up MC's Spittin' out a lethal guillotine Some call'em psycho The Norman Bates of HipHop Laides call'em Alfred 'Cause they all over his Hitchcock The haters are like osh They follow him with damns They speak but then he shut'em up like Silence Of the Lamb This ain't the Blair Witch Project It's live and in the flesh A V.I.C.E. flow a.k.a Faces Of Death [Chorus] Where's my mask and trick and treat Snoops and freaks all over your screen It's a night to make a scream Don't be scared it Halloween [Verse 2: Vanilla Ice] My flow is so psychotic It's killin' when I'm on the scene Just came here to party I was born on Haloween I do the unexpected Michael Myers in your area Plug up a mic and wreck it To some ain't nothin' scarier 'Causing much hysteria Among the MC's, the swagger steady testin' And I'm causin' them to freeze Cuttin' 'em like Jason I stay on the attack Like Ozzy did when he bit that head off of a bat They start to see illusions Buckle under stress scream from confusion Heart beatin' in their chest They say V.Ice is killin' us The cops make no arrest They say nobody is feelin' us V.Ice's got a possessed His music is so dangerous His flow is homicidal He might be an American no artificial idol He kills 'em in the club You know it's murder for survival Yet the people give him love Like a Halloween revival [Chorus] Where's my mask and trick and treat Snoops and freaks all over your screen Born on Halloween x8 Please allow me to introduce The Duke of the wicked The one and only [Verse 3: Violent J from ICP] I was born disfigured Disgruntled and disconbobulated In the back of a brothel Just before it got raided I didn't open up my eyes until the evil Halloween Some tough they've never seen mad I howeled and screamed I bit somebody's finger off They threw me in a dumpster Underneath the colored packs of trash A little monster, raised in the alleys Eating possums and rats Yet every Halloween I seen I could completely relax I can walk the streets freely Bealed and a machete Leave a body on the lawn Cut open bleedin' out spaghetti Nobody know about me And then I lurk up in the gutters It's wicked, everyday for me It's a costume for these others We don't want your nutty butters and suckas V.Ice and violent J born on Halloween They can't touch us [Chorus] Where's my mask and trick and treat Snoops and freaks all over your screen It's a night to make a scream Don't be scared it Halloween Born on Halloween x8 Born on .. Haloween x4

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