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Trick or Trap lyrics
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Intro
Yeah, the night come alive when the mask go on, From the Samhain roots to the trap we spawn, Ghosts in the bassline, ancestors hummin’, Old world meets new wave, yeah, they all comin’.
Verse 1
Started out pagan, bonfire blazin’, Celtic hills where the spirits were gazin’, Samhain night when the harvest die, Dead talk back when the veil run dry. Church came through, put saints in the frame, All Hallows’ Eve, same soul, new name. Then ships hit shores with the Irish crew, Halloween reborn with a whole new hue.
Pre-chorus
From cow-skin masks to store-bought fits, From wardin’ off ghosts to takin’ flicks, What we lost in the field, we found in the beat, Now the spirits move through the city streets.
Chorus
🎃 “Trick or trap,” lights flash in the mist, Ghosts in the eights, can’t resist. From Samhain flames to candy bliss, Same souls dancin’, they just changed the mix. 🎃 “Trick or trap,” we blend that past, Turn the harvest chants to the hi-hat blast. From ancient rites to a bassline feast, We the spirits in the streets.
Verse 2
From Mexico’s *Día de los Muertos*, to Haiti’s *Fèt Gede*, they still converse tho— Candles, marigolds, ancestors glow, Everybody got a way to let the memory flow. *Obon*, *Undás*, light for the gone, Different names, same vibe, keepin’ ‘em strong. Now TikToks spin with a Freddy mask, Horror, humor, whole world in the task.
Pre-chorus
Old souls in a modern scene, Pop-culture ghosts on a flat-screen dream, Fear ain’t fear, it’s fun, it’s flair, From scare to share, now the world all there.
Chorus
🎃 “Trick or trap,” lights flash in the mist, Ghosts in the eights, can’t resist. From Samhain flames to candy bliss, Same souls dancin’, they just changed the mix. 🎃 “Trick or trap,” we blend that past, Turn the harvest chants to the hi-hat blast. From ancient rites to a bassline feast, We the spirits in the streets.
Verse 3
Early 1900s, hayrides, games, Now the fit got drip and designer names. ’80s horror flicks, masked-up fame, Now Halloween’s whole culture flame. Digital ghosts on a viral wave, Sexy, spooky, satire brave. From office suits to vampire play, We all escape in the masquerade.
Bridge
Bonfires turned to neon lights, Fear and fun unite the nights. Dead or alive, all hearts connect, Every culture showin’ that deep respect.
Chorus
🎃 “Trick or trap,” lights flash in the mist, Ghosts in the eights, can’t resist. From Samhain flames to candy bliss, Same souls dancin’, they just changed the mix. 🎃 “Trick or trap,” one world, one beat, Ancestors march through every street. From sacred chants to clubland heat, We the spirits—they can’t delete.
Outro
Fog roll low, bassline deep, The old gods hum when the city sleep. From Halloween to the trap we keep, It’s the same ol’ soul in a new heartbeat.
Inside the recording
Yeah, the night come alive when the mask go on, From the Samhain roots to the trap we spawn,
From cow-skin masks to store-bought fits, From wardin’ off ghosts to takin’ flicks,
Fog roll low, bassline deep, The old gods hum when the city sleep.
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