Halloween III Songtext
von Froggy Fresh

I swear these stupid goons play ball like fifth graders
Backed Freddy then I turned and hit a mean fader
Freddy don′t you know you're supposed to dribble with one hand?
He kept dribbling with two, I don′t think he understands
Michael Myers, get that robot arm under control
If you keep dribbling like that, then the ball is gonna 'splode
Also, when you're finished, can you fix my tires, bro?
I′m not a dang mechanic, I just wear mechanic clothes!
Jason, put away your hockey stick, this isn′t hockey
And you should never dribble, bro, your handle's lookin′ sloppy
Your defense is non-existent, you ain't gonna stop me
I play this game like pianos get played by Liberace
I crossed him and I crippled him, both his knees were blown
Tore his ACL, his MCL, and even broke his toes
Broke his tibia and fibula and both his femur bones
Mike said, "Dang, bro, you got them legs like Derrick Rose"


These bad guys want to play me in some hoop
But everybody knows you guys are poop
′Cause you can't dribble and you can′t shoot
Me and my homeboy Mike about to wreck your whole crew (Awoo)
These bad guys want to play me in some hoop
But everybody knows you guys are poop
'Cause you can't dribble and you can′t shoot
Me and my homeboy Mike about to wreck your whole crew (Awoo)

Dang, Jason
Guess your jump′s got its own vacation
You got the worst jumper in the nation
I heard Freddy laugh, I said, "Is something funny, man?
Jason's jumper′s whack, but yours is twice as bad
Here, maybe you can make it in this"
I held up a hula hoop and then I blew him a kiss
He was ticked
He stepped me and he put up his fists
That's when I cracked that jab out and busted him in the lips
Grabbed his nips real hard and then I started to twist
Then he tried to step away but then I stepped on his kicks
I had such a good grip that his nips wouldn′t slip
He was fallin' backwards, thought his nipples would rip
Then I let him go and he fell on the ground
He was screamin′ real loud and he was rollin' around
I said, "Freedy, did you like that titty twister, mayne?"
"That ain't no titty twister, that′s a titty hurricane!"


These bad guys want to play me in some hoop
But everybody knows you guys are poop
′Cause you can't dribble and you can′t shoot
Me and my homeboy Mike about to wreck your whole crew (Awoo)
These bad guys want to play me in some hoop
But everybody knows you guys are poop
'Cause you can′t dribble and you can't shoot
Me and my homeboy Mike about to wreck your whole crew (Awoo)

We had fifty on the board
The bad guys hadn′t scored
Freddy said it was only 'cause his nips were super sore
Michael Myers agreed
I said, "Guys, please"
Then Michael Myers said that me and Mike were too mean
So I started callin' Michael Myers Michael Cryers
"Come and cry on me because my jumper is on fire!"
Freddy said, "Come on guys, we gotta make a comeback"
Then Mike said, "The game is over—" CENSORED!
Jason called Mike McLovin
Then he got hit with a pumpkin
Then Mike walked over and pumped him
And told that goon to do somethin′
But Jason wouldn′t do nothin'
Because he′s soft as a muffin
Then Freddy went in to dunk it
But Mike jumped and he stumped him
Them bad guys think they're so tough but we beat them 50 to nothin′
Then Michael Myers got rough and then me and him started tusslin', scufflin′
Then I punched him in the stomach, he's stumblin' (Then what?)
Then I Superman kicked him and crumbled him!

These bad guys want to play me in some hoop
But everybody knows you guys are poop
′Cause you can′t dribble and you can't shoot
Me and my homeboy Mike about to wreck your whole crew (Awoo)
These bad guys want to play me in some hoop
But everybody knows you guys are poop
′Cause you can't dribble and you can′t shoot
Me and my homeboy Mike about to wreck your whole crew (Awoo)

What, what?
Froggy Fresh
And Money Maker Mike
On Halloween Night
You bring that weak stuff up in my house
Then we gon' throw your crew out