Trick Or Treat

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Hektic] It's about 7:30 and Mr. Bones is about to swoop Finna ride by peep the crib of an old coot Legend has it that his shit is possessed Marks on his chest tied up as a devil blessed Unholy sanctuary Killed him, his wife, and his daughter Mary Leaving visions of a blood stain nothing more Hope he doesn't have a flashback, open the door To the passage of the men of from whom I spoke Can you see the smoke thicken? I begin to choke Day dreaming is a fucked up thing you see Where the fuck is Bones? He's supposed to get me [Chorus] Been trick or treated to death tonight You don't know what death is Devils exist? Been trick or treated to death tonight You don't know what death is Devils exist? Been trick or treated to death tonight You don't know what death is Devils exist? You don't know what death is [Verse 2: Mr. Bones] 8:00 on the dot out the door and in my ride Butcher knife on the dashboard inside Bloodstains in the backseat rollin' In a cracked up car probably stolen But I don't know Because I left my mind in El Segundo Rollin deep with a skeleton mask on my face About a half-hour late From pickin' up Hektic But my car stalled, shit, fuck it [Chorus] Been trick or treated to death tonight You don't know what death is Devils exist? Been trick or treated to death tonight You don't know what death is Devils exist? Been trick or treated to death tonight You don't know what death is Devils exist? You don't know what death is You don't know what death is [Verse 3: The ROC] 8:36 niggas at my door ready to go Here we go off trick or treatin' bro Do re mi fa sol la ti da If I die, then I'm dead, bitch Hop in the back seat rollin' three deep Gang signs up and down on G street And we off to the man they call Uncle Kreepy And when I get there make sure that he can't peep me 'Cause I'm scared with my bag in my hand What's the plan? Motherfuckers, what's the plan? [Interlude] One of y'all motherfuckers go up there I ain't goin' up to that bitch [?] Ay, fuck it Come on, dog, go, man, shit [Verse 4: The ROC] Up the stairs, knock knock on the door Ring the bell trick or treat, ah shit there that nigga go [Outro: Uncle Kreepy] Good evening (See? I told you!) What amusing costumes you have there, ha ha ha ha It's been a long time since I've had visitors in these parts But it's all the same, why don't you come in? Ha ha ha ha