Trick Or Treat lyrics
by House Of Krazees
[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 sh*t 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 f*cked up thing you see
Where the f*ck 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, sh*t, f*ck 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 n*ggas at my door ready to go
Here we go off trick or treatin' bro
Do re mi fa so lo ti da
If I die, then I'm dead, b*tch
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? Motherf*ckers, what's the plan?
[Interlude]
One of y'all motherf*ckers go up there
I ain't goin' up to that b*tch
[?]
Ay, f*ck it
Come on, dog, go, man, sh*t
[Verse 4: The ROC]
Up the stairs, knock knock on the door
Ring the bell trick or treat, ah sh*t there that n*gga 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