Man, it was fucked up and I'll never forget it

There was blood all over my hands, I must have did it

I'm in handcuffs and these people keep screaming

Yelling at the police

Man he's not breathing

Flatline, I blacked out again

Cause last time this shit happen

I was covered in blood

No love for the two-faced demon

Who gets drunk and goes speeding

Into the back of a pick-up truck

Now it's coming back to me

I killed a family

Because of my alcoholic insanity

I'm in the cop car now,it's setting in

That the blood on my hand is from the hole in my chin

I know I'll get a phone call for someone to come and get me

But the person I would call I think was in the car with me

Everybody died tonight because 

I wanted to get drunk and drive

Now I'm doing life





I wanna get high

I got to get high

If I don't get high

Then I can't get by

But we don't get high on Halloween

Cause bad shits always happening

I wanna hit that blunt!

Man give me that blunt!

Go on and hit that blunt

And quit acting like a punk!

Fuck that!

We ain't getting high today

And maybe all the spirits will just fly away





Where the party goin' on tonight?

It's Halloween

I got to get up on some green

Before I show up on the scene

Creeping clean

Up out the Chevy sporting county blue

Gripping the box of white owls to put the weed into

The name is Blaze, nothing changed

Pull the blunt out cause drank six fifths of Henny

I ain't even catch a buzz

The music jumping when we started

Make my way up to the party

That's when I spotted homeboy with the blunt from above

Put the light up to the blunt

Commence to fill my lungs with smoke

until I'm swimming in a cloud of smoke

Choking up the focus when it happened

Room was spinning, people laughing

The pictures on the wall come alive and start attacking

The windows smashing out, people running all directions

I tried to move myself it's like I'm molded to my section

Somebody laced my shit and now I'm layin on the flo'

Damn, I'll never smoke no weed on Halloween no mo'





I wanna get high

I got to get high

If I don't get high

Then I can't get by

But we don't get high on Halloween

Cause bad shits always happening

I wanna hit that blunt!

Man give me that blunt!

Go on and hit that blunt

And quit acting like a punk!

Fuck that!

We ain't getting high today

And maybe all the spirits will just fly away





When I'm high

Treat Halloween like April Fool's

Then trick on these motherfucking ghost and ghouls

She ask why's this candy apple taste so salty?

Because my dick pissed all acrossed it

Three years probation for that shit hoe

Just because these little punks couldn't take the joke

Now they coming at me with some shit like I can't smoke

And I just bought a sack of Halloween hydro

Never know could go crazy again

Razor blades in the candy bone, just grab in

It's like off Halloween when I get stoned

I release one spirit from the dead to roam

Can't say if I'll ever see them

But the dirt that they do always comes a creeping

So tonight just call me Skip

And be thankful I didn't hit that shit

Pass it on dawg





I wanna get high

I got to get high

If I don't get high

Then I can't get by

But we don't get high on Halloween

Cause bad shits always happening

I wanna hit that blunt!

Man give me that blunt!

Go on and hit that blunt

And quit acting like a punk!

Fuck that!

We ain't getting high today

And maybe all the spirits will just fly away



Shit maybe ya'll ain't getting high

but I'm in this mothafucka CHIEFIN

Happy Halloween ya'll

Hey, we'll see ya'll next year October 31, 2003

Wait, that's this year

Let me hit that mothafucking joint

He's sitting in here right now with a straight bag of Hershey

Reggie's man, Reg

They call him Mr. October Reggie

Mersh if you're over on West Coast

I thought that was coffee grinds

FUCK yea man, and a bottle of Remy

Reggie Lewis Rules!

Happy Halloween ya'll

FAMILY!