Yeah... Are you ready for the slaughter.... They think Halloween is about candy and costumes? Fuck that, This is a lyrical massacre. El diablo’s favorite daughter... Fatality, reporting live from the graveyard. Hahaha... Prepárate, cabrón! (Verse 1) Chop 'em up, chop 'em up, look at the flow, I’m leaving 'em stunned, in the pits of hell, I'm ready to roll Chainsaws and axes, I’m cutting off the heads on the track I’m stealing their souls Guns in the back pack, click-clack, get smack, in the back of the head with a axe. I'm a ghost stuck in the beat, like a Thief in the night gone in the wind, Nobody's safe when I step in the place, I'm a psycho demon, ready to kill again! Dressed as a sexy naked nun, habit is dripping in shadow, I’m having my fun Crucifix sharp as a razor, I’m blazing a trail of destruction, you better go run Hija del diablo, the daughter of Satan, I’m taking the crown and I’m breaking the spine Souls are all trapped in a butcher knife, feeding the hunger that lives in my mind! Míralo, míralo! Cry for your mother, I’m under the bed with a blade in my hand Spitting a sickness, a lyrical witness, the deadliest chola to walk on the land Smoke on the altar, I never will falter, I alter your alter-ego with a shot Leaving the shadows to rot in a parking lot, look at the mess that you got, you are caught! (Chorus) Forget Halloween, this a lyrical massacre! deadly Chola look at the scavenger! Rhymes in the dark, yeah, we live in the extreme, Deadliest nightmare you’ve ever seen! Michael Myers in the shadows, like no other, Chilling your spine while I'm taking the cover! Nadie está a salvo, we turn off the light, Welcome to the horror on Halloween night!( Halloween) (Verse 2) Let me get to hitting 'em and splitting 'em and killing 'em, I’m putting 'em in a matrix, nobody can face this Spitting it fast, I'm a psycho, a maniac, ready to attack, I'm erasing your traces Look at the phantom zombie chica coming out the grave, holding a hatchet, trying to match it Catching a rhythm and dropping 'em down in a minute, you get it, I’m ready to snatch it Loca, desquiciada, coming with the automatic, static, erratic, I’m leaving you panic-stricken Ticking and packing a pistol, it’s crystal clear that you are the one that is getting the beating Slitting the track of a rapper, a hacker, a slacker, I’m backing 'em up in a corner, a goner Giving the devil a daughter, a slaughter, I’m making 'em hotter, I am the prima donna! Muerte y rimas, everything you wanted, haunted, flaunted in the cemetery Every single syllable is criminal, subliminal, visual, making it scary Chainsaws buzzing, dropping 'em by the dozens, nothing left but pieces on the floor Vete a la chingada! I’m the queen of terror, knocking violently right at your door! (Chorus ) Forget Halloween, this a lyrical massacre! deadly Chola look at the scavenger! Rhymes in the dark, yeah, we live in the extreme, Deadliest nightmare you’ve ever seen! Michael Myers in the shadows, like no other, Chilling your spine while I'm taking the cover! Nadie está a salvo, we turn off the light, Welcome to the horror on Halloween night! (Halloween) (Verse 3) (Leatherface chainsaw revving in the background) Swinging the axe through the night, keeping it tight, keeping 'em running in fright Chola fatality got you on the run, look at the damage I've done, losing your sight Zombie ride by, ghostly and beautiful, doing the things that are usual, brutal and cold Out of the dirt with a hatchet, you cannot match it, the story is told Murder the rhythm, we are the thugs, filling the tubs with the sound that we make Put 'em all six feet deep under the ground, nowhere to run when I’m chasing you down Michael Myers got the mask on, get your gasp on, now your breath is gone, past dawn Spitting this horrorcore, opening hell’s door, leaving your shadow all out on the lawn Fuego en las venas, killing your penas, the siren is screaming, the spirits are awake Every single promise you made to the heavens is nothing but something I’m ready to break Blades in the moonlight, ending your life right, no resurrection, just ultimate doom Smell of the smoke and the chill in the room... Yeah... Nobody safe on Halloween night. Hija del diablo. Zombie chica with a hatchet... Fatality... the nightmare never ends.... Adiós, pendejos
