Luyện nghe bài hát High On Halloween

(Monoxide Child)
Man, it was up and I'll never forget it
There was blood all over my hands, I must did it
I'm in handcuffs and these people screaming
Yelling at the
Man he's not
Flatline, I out again
Cause time this shit happen
I was covered in
No love for the two-faced
Who gets and goes speeding
the back of a pick-up truck
Now coming back to me
I a family
of my alcoholic insanity
I'm in the cop car now,it's in
That the blood on my hand is from the hole in my
I know I'll get a phone for someone to come and get me
But the person I would call I was in the car with me
died tonight because
I to get drunk and drive
Now I'm doing

(Chorus)
I get high
I got to get
If I don't get
Then I get by
But we get high on Halloween
bad shits always happening
I wanna hit blunt!
Man give me blunt!
Go on and hit that
And quit acting a punk!
that!
We getting high today
And maybe all the spirits will just fly

(Blaze Ya Homie)
Where the party on tonight?
Halloween
I got to get up on some
Before I up on the scene
Creeping
Up out the Chevy county blue
Gripping the box of white owls to put the into
The name is Blaze, changed
Pull the out cause drank six fifths of Henny
I ain't even a buzz
The music when we started
Make my way up to the
That's when I spotted homeboy with the from above
Put the up to the blunt
Commence to my lungs with smoke
I'm swimming in a cloud of smoke
Choking up the focus when it
Room was spinning, laughing
The pictures on the wall come alive and start
The windows smashing out, people running all
I tried to move myself it's I'm molded to my section
Somebody my shit and now I'm layin on the flo'
Damn, I'll smoke no weed on Halloween no mo'

(Chorus)
I get high
I got to get
If I get high
I can't get by
But we get high on Halloween
Cause bad shits happening
I hit that blunt!
Man me that blunt!
Go on and hit that
And quit acting a punk!
that!
We ain't high today
And maybe all the will just fly away

(Anybody Killa)
I'm high
Treat Halloween like Fool's
Then trick on motherfucking ghost and ghouls
She ask why's this candy apple so salty?
Because my dick pissed all it
years probation for that shit hoe
Just these little punks couldn't take the joke
Now they coming at me with some shit I can't smoke
And I bought a sack of Halloween hydro
Never know could go crazy
Razor blades in the candy bone, just in
It's like off Halloween when I get
I release one spirit from the dead to
Can't say if I'll ever see
But the dirt that they do always a creeping
So tonight just call me
And be thankful I didn't hit shit
Pass it on

(Chorus)
I wanna get
I got to get
If I get high
Then I get by
But we don't get high on
Cause bad shits happening
I hit that blunt!
Man give me blunt!
Go on and hit that
And acting like a punk!
that!
We ain't getting high
And maybe all the spirits just fly away

Shit maybe ya'll ain't getting
but I'm in mothafucka CHIEFIN
Happy Halloween
Hey, we'll see ya'll next October 31, 2003
Wait, that's this
Let me hit that mothafucking
He's sitting in here right now with a bag of Hershey
man, Reg
They call him Mr. Reggie
if you're over on West Coast
I thought that was grinds
FUCK yea man, and a bottle of
Lewis Rules!
Happy Halloween
FAMILY!!!