A quick 16 bars just fucking around Bitch I murder music, Michael Myers Halloween, Killin to the beat like Chuckie laughing to the screams. I'll drown you in these lyrics, Jason Vorhees, Never campin on the track, I chop it up like machetes. Please don't close your eyes around me, dozin off it could be deadly, You fuckin with Freddy, don't wanna see me in your nightmares. Pinhead on em, the way I get on the mic and Raise Hell, I can move the earth beneath ya, Night Of The Living Dead, and come back with a vengeance like that demon Pumpkinhead. See, y'alls music leave em emotionless, like Village Of The Damned, My flow will come and snatch you up, so you can call me Candyman. Candyman, Candyman, hunt you like Dr. Satan and them, Imma cannibal on this shit man like Silence of the Lambs. And y'all can't even keep the pace, I Massacre this bitch like Leatherface, Hearing voices from the basement, like Amityville. They tellin me to kill, Jack The Ripper gonna feel the chills, Exorcist needed, I'm so ill, ill, ill, ill.