Halloween On Military Street chords by Insane Clown Posse

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
(Chorus)
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Fuck! Damnit! Another Halloween
People on Military know
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what this means
Houses on fire,
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they're blowin up cars
Creatures in the streets,
Verse 2
and razor blades and candy bars
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I went to trick- or- treat
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the first house on my block
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Spit in my face and
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gave my a rock
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I tried to give it back and said
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"I'll take nothing instead"
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Turned around and walked away and felt
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the rock peg me in the head
Verse 3
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Walked to the next house dir
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ectly next door
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There I saw an old lady dead on the floor
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I said "Excuse me miss,
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but do you have a treat?"
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She lifted her leg and scrapped
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flakes off her dead feet
Verse 4
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I ran to the next house happy and giddy
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And there I seen a fat
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woman holding up her titty
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I said, "Trick- or- treat." she
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sad "Treat- or- trick."
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And squeezed on her titty until
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it.....fuckit, that's too sick
Verse 5
Next house up was sittin
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back in the woods
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I was a lil frightened but
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fuck I want the goods
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I knocked on the door
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I heard a knock back
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And then I heard "COME ON IN"
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and yo I'm like FUCK DAT
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This house belongs to Mrs. Cherry Spoon
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She said, Drop your drawers and
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your treat is com ing soon
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I quickly grew a stiffy,
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but kept my eyes shut
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A hand came out the mail chute
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and flicked me in the nuts
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I
Verse 7
wobbled to the next house
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ready for the worst
And chillin in the drive was
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a long black hurst
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I rang the door bell and said
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Is anybody home
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Of course little biy have
a sugar coated kidney stone
Verse 8
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I walked throught the field,
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and to the next crib
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Her friendliness could only
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be in her cooking bib
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I said "How bout some candy."
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she said How bout instead,
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A nice hot fresh home made loaf
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of yeast infection bread
Verse 9
My bag's gettin heavy
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so I rest on the curb
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And riding on his bike her
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comes little Larry Shurb
I snuck up behind him
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and kicked him off his seat
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I punched him in the neck,
and power bombed him in the street
Verse 10
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Now my bag of candy has
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doubled in size
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Up to the next house for my scary prize
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I'm like trick- or- treat,
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trick treat tricky dick
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He opened up his door slapped my
lips and didn't give me shit
Verse 11
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Rock through his window
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and ran across the street
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To the Dayton Mansion I'm in for a treat
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I dinged on the dong,
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and here comes the butler
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A big gumpy tall ass lurch
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lookin motherfucker
Verse 12
I said Hello Mr. is there
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somethin for my sack
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He reached in his pocket but
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I think he hurt his back
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It's taking him an hour,
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my bag is open ready
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But then he finally dropped it in my sack,
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a fucking penny
Verse 13
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The next house is
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abandonded so forget it
But wait a minute,
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I think somebody's livin in it
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I ran up to the door "Trick- or- treat,
you can't hide"
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It was a crackhead, he crawled
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in my bag and died
Verse 14
The next house is mine
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the last on the block
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My mother's sitting on the porch
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shining up her glock
I climbed on the roof with my
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brother Jump Steady
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And we yelled "HAPPY HALLOWEEN AND CLOWN
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LOVE!" to the whole city
Outro 1
(Chorus til fade)
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