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 have did it
I'm in handcuffs and these keep screaming
Yelling at the
Man not breathing
Flatline, I out again
last time this shit happen
I was in blood
No for the two-faced demon
Who gets drunk and goes
Into the back of a truck
Now it's back to me
I a family
Because of my alcoholic
I'm in the cop car now,it's in
That the blood on my hand is from the in my chin
I know I'll get a phone for someone to come and get me
But the person I would I think was in the car with me
Everybody tonight because
I to get drunk and drive
Now I'm life

(Chorus)
I wanna get
I got to get
If I don't get
I can't get by
But we don't get on Halloween
Cause bad shits happening
I hit that blunt!
Man give me 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 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 weed
The name is Blaze, changed
Pull the blunt out cause drank six of Henny
I ain't even catch a
The music when we started
my way up to the party
That's when I homeboy with the blunt from above
Put the up to the blunt
Commence to fill my lungs with
until I'm swimming in a of smoke
Choking up the focus it happened
Room was spinning, laughing
The pictures on the wall come alive and attacking
The windows smashing out, running all directions
I tried to move it's like I'm molded to my section
Somebody laced my shit and now I'm 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
Then I get by
But we get high on Halloween
bad shits always happening
I hit that blunt!
Man me that blunt!
Go on and hit blunt
And acting like a punk!
that!
We getting high today
And maybe all the spirits just fly away

(Anybody Killa)
When I'm
Halloween like April Fool's
Then trick on these motherfucking ghost and
She ask why's this candy apple so salty?
my dick pissed all acrossed it
Three years probation for that hoe
Just because these little punks couldn't take the
Now they coming at me with some like I can't smoke
And I just bought a sack of Halloween
know could go crazy again
Razor blades in the candy bone, just in
It's off Halloween when I get stoned
I release one spirit from the to roam
say if I'll ever see them
But the that they do always comes a creeping
So just call me Skip
And be thankful I didn't hit that
Pass it on

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

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