Trick or Treat or Die! The Key of Awesome
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[Intro]
Ah yeah, it's Halloween mother-bleepers
AKA All Hallows Eve, where my witches at?
[Verse 1]
Let me start it off with a stone cold fact
You don't love Halloween then you're gonna get smacked
We take this day serious 'cause we're good at it, yo
It's a magical experience we will never outgrow
I got Snickers, Goobers spilling out of my sack
I eat more candy than a pimp smokes crack
I'm a chocolate junky, and you're my supplier
Junior Mints and KitKats are what I require
You better be ready, when you get home from work
You don't answer your door, then we'll go berserk
I'll smash your pumpkins and then egg you house too
And leave you a flaming bag of doggy poo
Don't turn off your lights, we know you're home
I'll beat your ass down with a Toblerone
That's the Halloween code that we live our life by
It's not trick or treat, it's trick or treat or die
[Chorus]
Trick or treat, smell my feet
We're the illest trick or treaters in the Autumn streets
There's a dude for Thanksgiving and a Christmas Queen
But come October, we're the Kings of Halloween
Trick or treat, smell my feet
We're the illest trick or treaters in the Autumn streets
There's a dude for Thanksgiving and a Christmas Queen
But come October, we're the Kings of Halloween
Ah yeah, it's Halloween mother-bleepers
AKA All Hallows Eve, where my witches at?
[Verse 1]
Let me start it off with a stone cold fact
You don't love Halloween then you're gonna get smacked
We take this day serious 'cause we're good at it, yo
It's a magical experience we will never outgrow
I got Snickers, Goobers spilling out of my sack
I eat more candy than a pimp smokes crack
I'm a chocolate junky, and you're my supplier
Junior Mints and KitKats are what I require
You better be ready, when you get home from work
You don't answer your door, then we'll go berserk
I'll smash your pumpkins and then egg you house too
And leave you a flaming bag of doggy poo
Don't turn off your lights, we know you're home
I'll beat your ass down with a Toblerone
That's the Halloween code that we live our life by
It's not trick or treat, it's trick or treat or die
[Chorus]
Trick or treat, smell my feet
We're the illest trick or treaters in the Autumn streets
There's a dude for Thanksgiving and a Christmas Queen
But come October, we're the Kings of Halloween
Trick or treat, smell my feet
We're the illest trick or treaters in the Autumn streets
There's a dude for Thanksgiving and a Christmas Queen
But come October, we're the Kings of Halloween
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