Born On Halloween Vanilla Ice (Ft. Violent J)

[Intro]
Born on Halloween, born on Halloween
Born on Hallo, born on Hallo, Hallo
Born on Halloween, born on Halloween
Born on Hallo, born on Hallo, Hallo
Born on Halloween, born on Halloween
Born on Hallo, born on Hallo, Hallo
Born on Halloween, born on Halloween
Born on Hallo, born on Hallo, Hallo

[Verse 1: Vanilla Ice]
It's the day that jumps right out at ya, ten three one the calendar
In Texas are Hellraisers born like the Chainsaw Massacre
Hills Have Eyes and Texas kids, stories about what next he did
Doctor slapped him on his ass, his head spun round like Exorcist
Bad enough for quarantine, mess with him you gonna scream
He said he had a Shining, he saw Red Rum and ever green
Omen since he was a teen, Freddy Krueger on the scene
Slicin' up MC's, spittin' out the regal guillotine
Some call him Psycho, the Norman Bates of Hip Hop
The ladies call him Alfred 'cause they all over his Hitchcock
The haters are like oshi--, they follow him with damns
They speak but then he shut'em up like Silence Of the Lambs
This ain't the Blair Witch Project, it's live and in the flesh
A V.I.C.E. flow a.k.a Faces Of Death