Spit an extended version, crappy mic tho.
santa's comming as we sittin in my house
brain cells frying till' we dead as a mouse
trap on the floor, hit the bong some more
and talk things through till we
settle the score...
NOW lifes a whore, but what can u do
to avoid STDs you gotta watch who u screw
You know i ain't spittin' lyrics to try and change your life
I just want your mom to be my wife...
And now that im your dad
Santa is a Joke, Just someone made up from second hand smoke
Off this joint in my hand, just a couple more puffs then its Munchie Land
YOU get me man?
And now your back on track,
these lies are your life, until a dick like Bush, stabs u with a knife.
He's come to robe the cradle, turn around a beat a Jew with their own dradle
And now you see he's able, to fuck up the planet, can't find Osama, but
You know that's cause he planned it, soooooo.
Just drop bush and not bombs
and don't equip these terrorists with fire Arms
or the training they need to make the world bleed
We all know that famine is beat out by greed
I only spit the truth, its music that i bleed
So fuck all these leaders and their mother fuckin greed!
Yo santa's training terrorists,
Bustin into your house
Always Bearin' Gifts,
Its so easy to trust him,
No One Will Bust Him,
You'll all see when he blows the world
to dusts end!
(x2)
Now I ain't talkin bout some red Jolly fat Man,
Or some bomb strapped muslem from pakistan,
an santa isnt really your mom or your dad
He's the leader of our countries
and thats whats bad.
N' Yea santa only comes but once a year
In a magical sleigh pulled by mythical deer
Maybe high on cocaine, maybe drunk on beer
Handing out gifts full o'terrorist gear...
But he doesnt even live on your stupid block
he's up in the north pole smokin crack rock!
buildin shit , for your mother fuckin stocking
shooting heroine Ya SANTA's Rocking
Yo santa's training terrorists,
Bustin into your house
Always Bearin' Gifts,
Its so easy to trust him,
No One Will Bust Him,
You'll all see when he blows the world
to dusts end!
(x2)