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on the breeze)
(Let your worries flutter by)
(An' do the things you please)
In a land where dollar bills
Are fallin' off the trees,
On a dreamer's holiday
on the breeze)
(Let your worries flutter by)
(An' do the things you please)
In a land where dollar bills
Are fallin' off the trees,
On a dreamer's holiday
Are fallin' off the trees,
On a dreamer's holiday!

Every day for breakfast,
There's a dish of scrambled stars,
An' for lunchin' you'll be munchin'
on the breeze)
(Let your worries flutter by)
(An' do the things you please)
In a land where dollar bills
Are fallin' off the trees,
On a dreamer's holiday
I got two armfuls of magazines for you, I'll bring 'em over
So hang your holiday rainbow lights in the garden
Hang your holiday rainbow lights in
on the breeze)
(Let your worries flutter by)
(An' do the things you please)
In a land where dollar bills
Are fallin' off the trees,
On a dreamer's holiday
bills, 
Are fallin' off the trees, 
On a dreamer's holiday! 

Every day for breakfast, 
There's a dish of scrambled stars, 
An' for lunchin' you'll
Honey, the snow outside is softly fallin'
The kids are all tucked in and fast asleep
We got a cozy den with a big old fireplace burnin'
Don't you
Honey, the snow outside is softly fallin'
The kids are all tucked in and fast asleep
We got a cozy den with a big old fireplace burnin'
Don't you
Honey, the snow outside is softly fallin'
The kids are all tucked in and fast asleep
We got a cozy den with a big old fireplace burnin'
Don't you
[Rick Ross (J. Holiday)]
You Might need a passport for this one
Its international
J.Holiday!
(And we got a special guess)
Guess who, boss!
(You
holiday, it's still hard to believe

Oh, the weather man was calling for the snow to keep comin' down
And the way that it was fallin', Rudolph never saw
on the dance floor 
Wrestling in jello" 
And the joint was jammin' 
From the pumpin' by the D.J. 
They were rappin' and clappin' 
When up steps Little Sheba
Ticket, bought a ticket
Flew in from J.A. and we go ribbit
All year holiday, home in the sun
Had to find work so I came to England

Ticket,
like a {O.G.}
Go roll he's OD by a {O.G.}

Marvin Gay, Quincy dog, that's a {O.G.}
Billy Holiday, Cassius Clay that's a {O.G.}
Black Child nigga,
like a {O.G.}
Go roll he's OD by a {O.G.}
Marvin Gay, Quincy dog, that's a {O.G.}
Billy Holiday, Cassius Clay that's a {O.G.}
Black Child nigga, I'm
J:]
I don't get this
Fuck sickness and livin with this
Never get to forget this
Not even on Christmas
No way to dismiss this
What the fuck is this
They
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
Indeed if I fall. Every time I'm fallin', fallin
there's no doubt that god helps me rise
[That he do, that he do]
 
I said
the hood
So meet me by the menorah lets get drunk [x2]

J J J Just a little story about last Christmas
About some bad kids who were full of wishes
We gave
this straight and fix your face.
I ain't gotta sell millions. I'm in the buildins
With poppy comin through with them bricks by eight.
Listen cocksucker
that you a devil by them rhymes you're designin' 
Your play doggin' tactics can't fuck with my facets 
Just because you talk all that glock shit don't
Verse One: Sadat X 



This is the stick up boom music for styles to flow free 

But y'all know it's me or could you tell by the spree
like a thug holiday
"Suffocate" a nigga about mines, J. Holiday
Quick to make a movie 'bout my Doc Holiday
It's why I'm strapped 365, even holidays
Lubriderm, time took to write this
The war will be fought by the righteous
Who stand criticized by his un Alikeness
Knowledge is the truth and it's
[ J. Sands ]
Yo
You know what, man?
A lot of people think they can rap, man
You know?
Think they be rhymers and all this and this
Just because