Halloween lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm bored in a house with the lights out
Aborted a mouse who let the mice out (It’s a gremlin)
It must of been the girl tied to my nice couch
My god, it's a icon with an eye gone
Took a pic with the Nikon
Guess what came back? The Devil dressed in nylon
Bodies dug in my lawn, what the f*ck am I on?
I can't feel my tongue, here’s a bucket, my Hun
'Til I'm throwing up dry blood, my god
'Gotta push the envelope like a pipe bomb
Now I gotta silence the sirens
Never had guidance, so I hit five nuns with a nine-inch Bangkok like it's Thailand
Play the smallest violin, when I file in, dialing 911, smiling as you're dying
A closed casket with the hose gassing, Zyklon B til your bones cracking violent-ly
Even though it's quite fun that I might c*m, I'm wondering what has life come to
Dry hump Jason with his own knife, use Michael Myers in the f*cking drive-thru
At a Brown’s Chicken in a clown suit, you can run but you can’t hide
They're all around you
Marco!
Polo, I found you!

[Chorus]
I’m a killer, I'm no Michael, I'm no Jackson, I'm no Thriller!
I’ma kill her, I'ma find her, I'm a killer
I'm no Michael, I'm no Jackson, I'm no Thriller!
I'ma kill her, I'ma find her, I'm a killer

[Verse 2]
Yeah I'm a killer, sippin' on the miller
Carving out your skull with a dull potato peeler
Eenie meenie miney moe, I got you by the heel I'll lock you up with the gorilla
Trapped in a cage 'til it snaps in a rage and is grabbing your face in a massive embrace and attacks with it's fangs
(Oh Lord, I can't watch this!)
Sike, pass the popcorn and you can watch too!
Sit down little kid now, wipe off the big frown, b*tch wow
You can cry, but you can't drown
In your tears, 'cause we all float down here when we all live with the IT clown!

[Verse 3]
Okay, now I 'gotta stay calm
Face palm full of napalm
Hey, mom! Wanna see a crayon?
Caked on my face 'til it stains and stays on?
I'm so lonely, Akon
So I'm gonna bite you, Drake's song
A cannibal in Hong Kong
Cookin' up crustaceans like a prawn
While I wear my apron, so much blood like Carrie at a prom
Fapping all day long, 'til I tear a wrist like a carrying a bomb
Yeah, but I got more glory
And it's never been more gory
Turn your girl to a freak in the sheets, an American Horror Story
[Verse 4]
And I ain't gotta lie my friend, she give me brain too when I'm inside her head
'Cause zombies love a emcee
Get it? b*tch? the rhyming dead?
When the time is set, I feel the bite infect
In the garden of eating, like a lion's den
All types of red, sores try to spread
What a mess, now I'm hungry at the sight of flesh
It's a likely guess, I'm a psycho
I don't wanna rhyme slow, Mario, toss me a pipe, bro
'Cause I have nothing to smoke from
Wait, here's an idea, I can use this light bulb