Trick-or-Treat

When the moon rises on all hollow's eve
Twisted creatures awaken from their sleep
From the shadows, hungering for the taste of human meat
Spooks, ghouls, and goblins green
Horrid fiends walk the scene
Nasty things, gnashing teeth
If you ask you shall receive
Daz Tricky

I talk mad game, speak larger than the universe
Eating more white bars than the ones inside a Logic verse
I don't vibe with elites so now I'm chillin with the amateurs
Trick-or-treat give me your wallet and your keys
I ain't scared of nothing but the police
Ghouls and creeps, CIA spooks and geeks
Keep me up all night, I can't risk falling asleep

I can't keep fallin asleep, I'm still livin, I'm still livid
And this steel I got, im still grippin
I'm still chillin, I'm still tippin
And I can't pass the blunt, i'm still hittin
I inhale and I abuse it
Get chrome, and then I use it,
Fuck boy, know he a loser,
If he play pull out the rula and spray it
They hate it cuz me and Tricky go way back
Since the play sets and the pay gaps
Recess we used to play at
And stay at
Now we write rhymes, and chase stacks
I stayed down like a placemat
Now we stackin guap up
They hatin cuz they are not us

I made the beat so don't be mad if my feet out
You sound like my dad telling me to turn the heat down
If someone fucks with me tonight I'll serve their ass a beat down
Leave em like my eggs lying sunny side facedown
You know it's me, Daz Tricky, don't get busy with me
Pigs tryna pin me for some shit I did when I was fifteen
That's me though
Mr. Miss-An-Open-Free-Throw
I got three hoes
One for me and two for the bros
Look through the peephole
I live and die for my people
You smoking on some boof I'm breathing in the real diesel
I am not your chico and we are not equals
You dying in this movie there ain't gonna be a sequel
It's getting chilly, I got the measles
Probably got it from the blood when I popped the weasel