The almighty E-A-Ski track Cook it up Yeah Raised a man, bake a man, roll that dough Smokin' on a Swisha, bloody as a butcher Cut you in two with mister ginsu John Wu nigga from the LA Zoo Grade A ass, I filet that ass I make that cash, a birthday bash I wedding crash, it's the iron chef The big piece of chicken, that's all that's left Cake Boss get you full as Rick Ross All this sugar, don't forget to floss Get lost if you already ate Up out the kitchen, nigga, don't violate Don't 'cha get shot, 'cha fuckin' bloodclot No you're not, up in [?] Shit is hot, baby, if your ass can't take it Get the fuck out or get butt naked W-W-West coast dime, you niggas don't want it I'm still in the kitchen Genghis Khan with Chuck Taylors on There's no competition, I'm still in the kitchen You niggas don't want it Nigga, she know you rollin' in some dough I'm still in the kitchen With all that ambition Yeah, I'm still in the kitchen I'm still in the kitchen Have you ever went over a friend's house to eat and his woman can't cook? Nigga, I shook Just my luck, fuck a potluck B-B-Bitch better know how to fuck a duck up Baby, wake up and hook my steak up I don't give a fuck about your make-up Don't come in here with no Wolfgang Puck Hockey puck tastin' ass shit that suck People know that my herbs and spices give niggas the itis with no gingivitis Bite us They think they gettin' they Wendy's but they gettin' is sugar diabetes These Twinkies, got 'em wrapped around my pinkies Cream fillin' comes out when I kill 'em The cookie monster is up in the buildin' Willy Wonka, I treat 'em like my children My favorite W-W-West coast dime, you niggas don't want it I'm still in the kitchen Genghis Khan with Chuck Taylors on There's no competition, I'm still in the kitchen You niggas don't want it Nigga, she know you rollin' in some dough I'm still in the kitchen With all that ambition Yeah, I'm still in the kitchen I'm still in the kitchen My gumbo is like straight up Columbo Ya know? That shit that they grow out in Humbolt Ya know? They wanna call me the colonel That nigga dead, this shit eternal Ya know? Take a look in my cookbook Everything I do is a good look Don't mistake my notepad for the Good Book The nerve of 'em, turn on my oven Mother fucker so full, think I drug 'em Hand on they stomach, can't stop rubbin' Fatten ya up and if ya herky jerky Carve your ass up in that turkey jerkey Serve you on a platter with side of clam chowder My hot sauce ain't just hot, it's gunpowder Aunt Jemima but my fuckin' syrup I make a chef take his ass back to Europe W-W-West coast dime, you niggas don't want it I'm still in the kitchen Genghis Khan with Chuck Taylors on There's no competition, I'm still in the kitchen You niggas don't want it Nigga, she know you rollin' in some dough I'm still in the kitchen With all that ambition Yeah, I'm still in the kitchen I'm still in the kitchen Give me half a cup of hustle A teaspoon of game And a pinch of bullshit

In calculated silence Captivated by the violence of the play Fifteen years ago today Oh, an evil evolution Will bring a feeble institution to its knees Oh, doctor can't you see? That when the hands of fate Fall on the midnight hour Behind this mask of hate I don the devil's power These are the devil's eyes The devil's eyes Go! A former portrait of perfection Painted without plight Now Haddonfield's my battlefield Your kids won't make it home tonight With a madness void of reason, I kill with every strike I'll haunt you day after day Knife after knife Day after day Knife after knife Taking life after life When the hands of fate Fall on the midnight hour Behind this mask of hate I don the devil's power If there's life in the shadows Let the knife leave its mark When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing Stabbing in the dark You'll learn a heartless human harvest Feeds this festival of flesh Stalking at the top Scream of the crop A silent cut above the rest Where blood's thicker than water I've carved up quite a scene With your worst fears carved on this white veneer I'll change the face of Halloween You can't kill the boogeyman When the hands of fate Fall on the midnight hour Behind this mask of hate I don the devil's power If there's life in the shadows Let the knife leave its mark When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing Stabbing in the dark All units respond, multiple fatalities reported on Orange Grove Ave Suspect has been identified as one Michael Myers He is armed and extremely dangerous Shoot to kill, I repeat, shoot to kill over I am a shadow where there once was light Strangling all signs of life It's either you or some kid down the street The choice is yours Trick or fucking treat Michael! Stop it! Ah! When the hands of fate Fall on the midnight hour Behind this mask of hate I don the devil's power If there's life in the shadows Let the knife leave its mark When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing Stabbing in the dark