classic!classic!classic

This year halloween fell on a weekend
Me and geto boyz are trick-or-treating
Robbing little kids for bags
Till an old man got behind our a**
So we speeded up the pace
Took a look back and he was right before our face
We'd be in for a squab' no doubt
So I swung and hit the n***a in his mouth
He was going down, we figured
But this was no ordinary n***a
He stood about six or seven feet
Now, that's the n***a I'd been seeing in my sleep
So we triple-teamed on him
Dropping them motherfukkin 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 f**k on the streets
My hands were all bloody from punching on the concrete
God damn, homie
My mind is playing tricks on me
I told him I got the whole tape
That album cover doe, the first time you saw that shyt up in the store





Yep My pops copped the single too, mainly due to the sample, but he was digging the storytelling too. Geto Boys the world is a ghetto, and Too Short's the ghetto were some other joints he messed with also.
But he was STILL bobbin his head
Nothing but truths though