Halfbreed
The Summons (featuring Y.U.G.)
The 31st of Halloween have fun The quija board flip one
Playina game with Halfbreed got me insane I'm done
You know this aint my style sittin in circles smokina black and mild
I'd rather be passin weed and gettin buck wild
Still I'm ready to win heard a knock on the door Grab my pistol to see who is it
Open the door Its House of Krazees payin a little visit
Even sleep walkers done came up out of they grave
Home Sweet Home they say I hate Halloween so I pray
Fuck the quija man i tried to run out the door These niggas is serial killas make sure
Grab me by my legs and swing a wicked knife at my throat
Playin cut throats with jokes cus these niggas is scared
You cant see death you cant hear death so take your last breath
Fuckin around with death askin niggas for help
Bitch I'm already dead like mike
The quija board done came back to life
We play what the others won't play
Summons summons summons summons
Serial killas feel the rage of the plague
Summons summons summons summons(2x)
Feel the vibration of the walls the laws
Of physics just went out the window come and visit yall
The famoous swing toward the E-T-E-R-N-A-N
Thats how i spell
Oh shit theres no boundaries
Plague grows beneath the planet quite astounding hear the drums pounding
Thats the way that the rhythm plays cus we sways
To the rhythm slays with the rhythm blaze with the rhythm
As i blaze across streets
See player hatin niggas gettin hung by they cheeks get with the technique
So let them go killin if they in the zone
They must be bobbin on some pain and shit stop playin bitch hoes
Now they skies turn blue and black
The whole serial killin nations on the attack I feel a crack
Wake up feel the rush the quija got me stabbin
Any other world being soul assassins necks slash
**chorus**
I never go and touch my hands to the board not knowin the fuckin outcome
Soon as i did fires was startin I barely doused em
Hellish laughter I mean you killers should have heard this
What the fuck did I ever do to deserve this
The spirits of my victims started risin to my flow
Chillen smack dab in a blood filled room zombies galore
I reach for the door to find that mother fucker lock from the outside
I'm bouts to die
But I aint bout to bounce just cus they ghost
Skrapz aint bout to be the victim of they roast my body floats
Better than the non livin son of a bitches they are
Blood cravin vampire sonic hearing like radar
They say their master wanted me to be a member
But I'll be gone till November if they quija I enter
Now what a dilema I wouldnt mind bein in purgatory
Gone from the earth like never to tell another story
But that would bore me I'm a killa at heart
And when your dead up in a coffin how much shit can you start
I pass I'd rather be the Halfbreed that i am
And if the plague wanna summons me they can