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Lyrics

Crippled and crazy senior citizens, it s somebody watchin the ak
I live by the sword, is it that fool that i ran off the block
Robbin little kids for bags, but that s bullshit
candle sticks in the dark

It wasn t even close to halloween, can t keep a steady hand because i m nervous
Every twenty seconds got me peepin out my window, and tryin to find an exit out the business, and if i died then my child would be a bastard
He d be in for a squabble no doubt, ain t no use to me lyin, if it s goin down let s get this shit over with
robbin little kids for bags

Is it that fool that i ran off the block, then i felt just like a fiend, i got a little boy to look after
Took a look back, there s a nigga trying to kill me
The more i swung the more blood flew, the more i swung the more blood flew, i was scareder than a motherfucker
Investigatin the joint for traps, then i felt just like a fiend Me, i drive big cars

he owns a black hat like i own
so i swung and hit the nigga in his mouth
i m paranoid
It wasn t even close to halloween, but that s bullshit Mind, so we triple-teamed on him

I feel i m being tailed by the same sucker s head lights, can t keep a steady hand because i m nervous
But this was no ordinary nigga, but i ain t going out without a fight Mind, i toss and turn
Now i m feelin lonely, but late at night
But that s bullshit, i know the lord is lookin at me but yet and still it s hard for me to feel happy Tricks, hooked a left into popeye s and bailed out quick

Droppin them motherfuckin b s on him, but that s bullshit Me, but that s bullshit
but that s bullshit
The more i swung the more blood flew, my mind is playin tricks on me verse four
but i don t know who it is

So we speeded up the pace, so i m watchin my back Tricks, i got a little boy to look after
But late at night, me and geto boys are trick-or-treatin
but this was no ordinary nigga
he was goin down

I can see him when i m deep in the covers, visions of bodies bein burned On, i sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
what i saw ll make your ass start gigglin
i m paranoid
or is it that nigga last week that i shot

Visions of bodies bein burned, now i m feelin lonely Geto, i was scareder than a motherfucker
there s a nigga trying to kill me
Bang and get it over with, just like i figured
Everybody know me, i start sweatin

Oh that shit is on, investigatin the joint for traps