Luyện nghe bài hát High On Halloween

(Monoxide Child)
Man, it was fucked up and I'll forget it
There was blood all over my hands, I must did it
I'm in handcuffs and these people screaming
at the police
Man he's not
Flatline, I blacked out
Cause time this shit happen
I was covered in
No love for the demon
Who gets and goes speeding
Into the of a pick-up truck
Now coming back to me
I killed a
Because of my 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 call for to come and get me
But the person I call I think was in the car with me
Everybody died because
I wanted to get and drive
Now I'm life

(Chorus)
I wanna get
I got to get
If I get high
Then I 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 getting high today
And maybe all the will just fly away

(Blaze Ya Homie)
Where the party goin' on
Halloween
I got to get up on green
I show up on the scene
Creeping
Up out the Chevy sporting blue
Gripping the box of owls to put the weed into
The is Blaze, nothing changed
Pull the blunt out cause six fifths of Henny
I ain't even a buzz
The jumping when we started
Make my way up to the
That's when I spotted homeboy with the blunt from
Put the light up to the
Commence to fill my with smoke
I'm swimming in a cloud of smoke
Choking up the focus when it
was spinning, people laughing
The pictures on the wall alive and start attacking
The windows smashing out, running all directions
I tried to move it's 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 get high
I got to get
If I don't get
I can't 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 quit like a punk!
that!
We getting high today
And all the spirits will just fly away

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

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

Shit ya'll ain't getting high
but I'm in mothafucka CHIEFIN
Happy ya'll
Hey, see ya'll next year October 31, 2003
Wait, that's year
Let me hit that joint
He's sitting in here right now a straight bag of Hershey
man, Reg
They call him Mr. October
Mersh if you're on West Coast
I that was coffee grinds
FUCK yea man, and a of Remy
Reggie Rules!
Happy ya'll
FAMILY!!!