Trick or Treat

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Billyboy Fitch

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Trick or treat, it's Killa B
Knock on the door, we ain't here for sweets
Billie Jean, feel it beat
I been hot since I lost my virginity
Killing beats, kill the scene
I got all sorts of skill and artillery
I been on the road doing trickery
Man stop all ya lying ya killing me

Man f*ck all them guys that be talking that shit
They got nothing on this, I've been hot for a bit
I been dropping songs since a kid
Used to rob just to live, had to stop now I'm this
But I'd never say that I'm rich
Cause always some money to be made so I gotta get this
'Tracy just said that she's looking for 6 and she's paying 120'
I gotta be quick

Fiends be belling my line, I'm pressured for time
But either way ima get mine
These idiots telling the lies, I never been right
But f*ck em if there switching sides
Boys had to run a man, he got hit with a pole
Got sliced and bled on his side
Coming like 'woah woah help'
That's all that he said when we levelled him right

These guys are nonces, grassers, wrong ens
But we let em walk around like it means nothing
So when I heard was looking for an 8 ball
Had to go drop em, we ain't even rob him
These man are always out looking for problems
But I gotta get off, I'm making this profit
Back and I'm making up losses
You know that it's me and the boys anytime we come knocking like

Trick or treat, it's Killa B
Knock on the door, we ain't here for sweets
Billie Jean, feel it beat
I been hot since I lost my virginity
Killing beats, kill the scene
I got all sorts of skill and artillery
I been on the road doing trickery
Man stop all ya lying ya killing me

Trick or treat, trick or treat
Trick or treat, trick or treat
Trick or treat, trick or treat
I been on the road doing trickery

Trick or treat, trick or treat
Trick or treat, trick or treat
I been on the road doing trickery
Man stop all ya lying ya- hold up

Coming like ghostface when I'm in a road rage
Looking like Cobain after that blow mate
Feeling hosey when I say no way
All these throwaways got a man blown away

Til I'm at old age I'll be the coldest
If they ain't know this, tell a man go away
Tell a man go play, they aren't my bros wait
They ain't the man round town, that's me

Like micheal myres when I'm riding by yas
You ain't seen me, I'm pulling out ya eyes with pliers
Righteous riders they be right behind ya
Not hiding like ya, on the pipe with Ryla

Ya guys a liar, backside on fire
Tell I'm the lighter, and I'm shyning brighter
I'd like to like ya, but ya guys a biter
He's ain't writing rhymes like me, I'm the writer

Like Jason Voorhees when I'm chasing all these
I be making more cream while there making porkies
Macing more P that make me horny
Got mates in Morley that be straight to call me

If ya ever knew ya, I'd be Freddy Kruger
In ya nightmare, right there, let me school ya
I creep in ya sleep and pressure you to
Go kill ya self, or I execute ya like

Trick or treat, it's Killa B
Knock on the door, we ain't here for sweets
Billie Jean, feel it beat
I been hot since I lost my virginity
Killing beats, kill the scene
I got all sorts of skill and artillery
I been on the road doing trickery
Man stop all ya lying ya killing me

Trick or treat, trick or treat
Take this as my victory speech
Ain't no one sicker than me
And word on the street
Killa B just killed an MC

Visously
Me I'm the man you man hate on but wish you could be
Ain't no one iller than me nah

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