Halloween Slava Mane (Ft. Rozz Dyliams)

[Verse 1: Dylan Ross]
Hopped up outta bed
Feeling like myself
I have no concerns but love
And happiness and health
On a different astro plane than any a you can handle
I got everything in order just to break and dismantle
I have no resort like Sandals
I just teach what I teach
I don’t feel washed up
But I feel like washed up on a beach
Alone
Deceased
I used to listen to the terror wheel on repeat and count
Bodies in my sleep
Dylan treat the game like masticated meats
Suffered defeat
woke up ashamed and masturbated like a freak
Felt a rush of guilt
Then I came on the sheets
I hope this is my lover whether it range
Or it beats

[Insane Clown Posse]
Everybody that dies on our record
Anybody twe kill is either a racist biggit
Or there someone that beats their wife
Or there a drunk or something
That’s who we kill
We’re like vigilantes
But I don’t justify my lyrics
I’d say the city is probably crazy during Halloween ya know what I’m saying
It’s a good time to uh commit robberies
Cause everybody’s wearing a mask
You know what I’m saying
You can get away with some shit