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the mistletoe we go, we go

Everybody's singing
All the bells are ringing out
And it's Christmas all over again, yeah again

And right down our block
Little kids
a funky Christmas! 

Have a funky funky Christmas, have a funky, funky Christmas. 
New Kids On The Block, let's rock, it's Christmas time. 
We're gonna
the mistletoe we go, we go

Everybody's singing
All the bells are ringing out
And it's Christmas all over again, yeah again

And right down our block
Little kids
With yellow eyes  my green face  my pink and white afro 
I'm no toy kid  your style is made by Hasbro 
G'niff gnapp  you think you got that real
Smash down Lennox, head up to the 'View
Some reporter wanna holla and I said it was cool
Wanna know about the album and the Enemy's new
How P.E.
through and true 
What could I do? Real homies help ya get through, 
And coming new, he'd do tha same thang if he could 
'cause in the hood true homies
Chocolate City

Niggaz with masks on, vests and all black
It's Christmas 2000 and 1, bitch we was all that
Strongest on the block, nobody could budge
And then
black
It's Christmas 2000 and 1, bitch we was all that
Strongest on the block, nobody could budge
And then he violated, now we right back before
dollars on the whole blocks books 
And know the block shook, when I walk by 
Niggaz just like you they rather not look 
I inspired why'all niggaz to flow
pumped on my block, you won't get no sales 
When ya CEO know you can't fuck wit I 
I make a million by June 
I'm saying fuck July 
And I beg you to try
not to feel sick ya I'm getting by
Wouldn't even be taking this s*** if Deshaun didn't die
Oh ya there's an excuse you lose proof so you use
There's new
YO, is in this to win this 
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS 
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully 
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
Irv Gotti
Game back on his shit, I'm enemies with everybody
Game cook crack, transform to Yayo
The new Suge Knight nigga, minus the K, yo!
I keep
Jada who eva man old nigga new nigga wut yo yo yo yo yo

[verse 1]
Who really the best rapper since BIG eint here
Y'all no the answer to that when kiss
that hit
Had niggaz steady shoutin, "Yo them kids the shit!
Man they new jam be flam, even fatter than the last one
And T-N-D see they'll never pull
all bought my new album 
I know everybody in Brooklyn bought it 
Everybody in Jersey bought it 
Everybody in uptown bought it 
Eveerybody in
And know the block shook, when I walk by
Niggaz just like you they rather not look
I inspired why'all niggaz to flow
I'ma always get money so I admire
album, point the finga
I guess nobody loves a real nigga-slash-rap singer
I thought I'd bring a little truth to the young troops
I brought proof that
Old school, new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco inferno
Old school, new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like
all bought my new album 
I know everybody in Brooklyn bought it 
Everybody in Jersey bought it 
Everybody in uptown bought it 
Eveerybody in
[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up
[Hook] 

You hear a lot of music, but it's boring 
You hear a lot of flows, but don't enjoy 'em 
You hear a lot of albums, and you snoring 
But
raisin the rent, then tell us how to raise our kids
And categorize us on, where we live like by on Broadway
It's all Dominicans and blacks that's packed
trying to rest for 5
On a block, no tint on the Wraith left these kids mesmerized
They ask me how I did it, how I got it
Say I'm king you looking brolic
I
damn well, we are some partying mothafuckas

Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
Tired of these dances by these fucking backpackers