This year, Halloween fell on a weekend⏎ Me and Geto Boys are trick-or-treatin'⏎ Robbin' little kids for bags⏎ 'Til a lawman got behind our ass⏎ So we speeded up the pace⏎ Took a look back and he was right before our face⏎ He'd be in for a squabble, no doubt⏎ So I swung and hit the nigga in his mouth⏎ He was goin' down, we figured⏎ But this wasn't no ordinary nigga⏎ He stood about six or seven feet⏎ Now that's the nigga I be seein' in my sleep⏎ So we triple-teamed on him⏎ Droppin' them motherfuckin' B's on him⏎ The more I swung, the more blood flew⏎ Then he disappeared and my boys disappeared too⏎ Then I felt just like a fiend⏎ It wasn't even close to Halloween⏎ It was dark as fuck on the streets⏎ My hands were all bloody from punchin' on the concrete⏎ Goddamn, homie⏎ My mind is playin' tricks on me🏁

This year, Halloween fell on a weekend⏎ Me and Geto Boys are trick-or-treatin'⏎ Robbin' little kids for bags⏎ 'Til a lawman got behind our ass⏎ So we speeded up the pace⏎ Took a look back and he was right before our face⏎ He'd be in for a squabble, no doubt⏎ So I swung and hit the nigga in his mouth⏎ He was goin' down, we figured⏎ But this wasn't no ordinary nigga⏎ He stood about six or seven feet⏎ Now that's the nigga I be seein' in my sleep⏎ So we triple-teamed on him⏎ Droppin' them motherfuckin' B's on him⏎ The more I swung, the more blood flew⏎ Then he disappeared and my boys disappeared too⏎ Then I felt just like a fiend⏎ It wasn't even close to Halloween⏎ It was dark as fuck on the streets⏎ My hands were all bloody from punchin' on the concrete⏎ Goddamn, homie⏎ My mind is playin' tricks on me🏁