(feat. KmK, Esham, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Tech N9ne)


[Layzie Bone]

Wicked Wonka, baby



[Violent J]

Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka....just 18 months



I brought a bat to a mosh-pit

(Well what you do then??)

I split some craniums in half

And caved a few in

Before long I'm standing there alone

I shut the party down

For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham



[Layzie Bone]

In...coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs

Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war

Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E

And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe

For the wicked wonka, Halloween



[Violent J]

Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day

'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day

We give away hey, but we already millionare rapper

Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though

We tight like alligator snappers



[Layzie Bone]

Don't run dawg, we gun clappers

Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers

City street slicked rappers

But better known as wig crackers

Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne

Cock it back for Esham And let it loose to they spine



[Judge D]

An we mashing, we stomping

We wicked wicked wonkin'



[Shaggy 2 Dope]

It's wicked when you walking

Within the thug pit



[Judge D]

Yeah we mashing, we stomping

We wicked wicked wonkin'



[Shaggy 2 Dope]

At this kind of mosh pit

You get your wig split



[D-Loc]

Who the mothafucka in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)

Who the mothafucka that want the wig split? (Split!)

Who the mothafucka that's down for the krown? (Krown!)

Who the mothafucka in here right now?



[Shaggy 2 Dope]

Shaggy jumps in the pit

With these hatchets and swingin' them

Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums

Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though

Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc

(Spit!)



[D-Loc]

What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?

Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime

Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine

With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine



[Shaggy 2 Dope]

Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same

Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game

Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness

It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us



[Tech N9ne]

It's that nigga that be on blood shit

Tech Nina off in a thug pit

Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get druged bitch

Celebrating for Samhein

(Witch Killaz)

If you don't wanna come with the wickedness

A nigga wanna slam strange

I don't wanna hear a damn thang



[Jonny Richter]

Mashing off from city to city

We smoking fifties and fifties

Crashing after parties

Fucking and sucking on titties

Ducking and dodging the coppers

Ain't no one out that can stop us

Dropping that shit that be popping

Making it hotter and hotter



[Tech N9ne]

We man handle them

Fucking and crushing on man's camera

Busting bright red bandanas

Bitch where was your antennas?

When I was trying to stick it

Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?

Mothafucker this is how we kick it

Thug whiling on Hallowicked



[Jonny Richter]

Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds

With Tech N9ne, getting more love

Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs

Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP

It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings



[Layzie Bone]

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

(Kottonmouth Kings!)



[Violent J]

It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit



[Layzie Bone]

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit



[Violent J]

In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split



[Layzie Bone]

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit



[Violent J]

It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit



[Layzie Bone]

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit



[Violent J]

In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split



[Krayzie Bone]

It's mista sawed off leatherface

I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain

When I step on the plate

Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to kill

It's hard to chill

Mothafuckers end up in the graveyard for real

(Whoa!)



[Daddy-X]

I ain't got a million dollars bitch

I'm fucking broke

Spending all my change on that endo smoke

All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot

They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot



[Esham]

Fuck boots, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady

Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady

If I catch him at the shelter, I'ma pull his file

Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile



[Daddy-X]

We drinking drank, drank

We smoking dank, dank

Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks

We dropping bombs, underground bombs

Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on



[Layzie Bone]

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit



[Judge D]

An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'



[Layzie Bone]

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit



[Judge D]

Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'



[Layzie Bone]

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit



[Violent J]

It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit



[Layzie Bone]

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit



[Shaggy 2 Dope]

In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split



[Violent J]

Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you



[Layzie Bone]

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit