Unconscious (Retro Horror Muzik Version)

Lyrics

[Intro: Jim Morrison] Before you slip into unconsciousness, I'd- [Verse 1: Hektic] I'm finally on the solo creep Think you can handle my hills, man, it's too steep Noose over here, noose over there [?] with a neck in it You think you can fuck with my shit, bitch, then come with it Yeah, I [?] for reasons unknown Found a body in my basement and sixteen more under my home Gruesome style with bloodshed in my lyrics Tombstones, [the script can raise my?] [?] spirit But I was dead for a second, naw it's no stoppin' My hobbies include grave hoppin' and corpse robbin' Hektic's my name, somebody tell 'em all to feel my wrath Or get a bloodbath from the craziest of psychopaths Think you can last, and I'll take what you gave Watch me in the backyard diggin' your motherfuckin' grave A haunted house on the hill spooks the toughest of mighty men Something to say? You better say it when unconscious [Chorus: Steve Miller] Time keeps on slippin', slippin' Time keeps on slippin', slippin' Time keeps on slippin', time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin' [Verse 2: Hektic] Let's take a trip down a dark alley at midnight Watch my body start to shake as you stand in fright I scream in pain with a blood-curdling mind buster Leaving your body in a twisted fuckin' flesh cluster You [?] from the unknown When I was young, I always left dead things alone Fascination got the best of my imagination Time to wake up, bitch, you'll never reach my nation These silly bastards come crewed-up to my home I'll teach you motherfuckers to leave my house alone [Chorus: Steve Miller] Time keeps on slippin', slippin' Time keeps on slippin', time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin' Time keeps on slippin', time, time [Verse 3: Hektic] Throwin' stones at a glass house, I toss bricks Bustin' heads watchin' the blood trickle and shit Sad to stay for the [first chance?] you hear chants Pool the blood, my show's over, no more grave dance Heads are spinnin' in a circle, my insane trips Could cause conflicts, so watch your back, bitch Eyes are bulging, psycho sets the pace People freakin' out 'cause of my gruesome face Slowly laid to rest on this Hollow Eve I feel my shadow overcome as my soul leaves Buried alive, something I can't miss For twenty-one hellish years, I've been labeled as unconscious [Outro: Steve Miller] Time keeps on, time keeps on Time keeps on, time, time, time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin' Time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin' Slippin' Time, time time Time keeps on slippin', slippin' Slippin' Time keeps on slippin', slippin' Slippin' Time keeps on slippin', slippin', time, time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin', time, time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin', time, time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin', time, time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin', time, time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin', time, time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin', time, time, time Time keeps on slippin', slippin', time, time, time Time keeps on slippin'