Luyện nghe bài hát High On Halloween

(Monoxide Child)
Man, it was fucked up and never forget it
There was blood all my hands, I must have did it
I'm in and these people keep screaming
Yelling at the
Man he's not
Flatline, I out again
Cause last time this shit
I was in blood
No love for the demon
Who gets drunk and speeding
Into the back of a pick-up
Now coming back to me
I a family
Because of my insanity
I'm in the cop car now,it's in
That the blood on my hand is the hole in my chin
I know I'll get a phone call for someone to and get me
But the person I would call I think was in the car me
died tonight because
I to get drunk and drive
Now I'm doing

(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 wanna hit blunt!
Man give me blunt!
Go on and hit that
And quit acting a punk!
that!
We ain't high today
And maybe all the spirits will fly away

(Blaze Ya Homie)
Where the party on tonight?
Halloween
I got to get up on some
I show up on the scene
Creeping
Up out the Chevy sporting blue
Gripping the box of white owls to put the into
The is Blaze, nothing changed
Pull the out cause drank six fifths of Henny
I ain't even a buzz
The music jumping when we
Make my way up to the
That's when I spotted with the blunt from above
Put the up to the blunt
Commence to fill my lungs with
until I'm swimming in a cloud of
Choking up the focus it happened
Room was spinning, laughing
The pictures on the wall alive and start attacking
The windows out, people running all directions
I tried to move myself like 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 wanna get
I got to get
If I don't get
I can't get by
But we get high on Halloween
bad shits always happening
I wanna hit blunt!
Man me that blunt!
Go on and hit blunt
And quit like a punk!
that!
We ain't high today
And maybe all the spirits will just fly

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

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

Shit maybe ya'll getting high
but I'm in mothafucka CHIEFIN
Happy ya'll
Hey, we'll see ya'll next year 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 coffee
yea man, and a bottle of Remy
Reggie Rules!
Happy ya'll
FAMILY!!!