Unconscious (Retro Horror Muzik Version)

[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'