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him in the foam
The rain keeps falling harder
On my skin and down my bones

The ocean tides will keep falling on the shore
Washing our footprints away

two, three, four
[rah] grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)
Puffin on goodie, eatin tuna and rye
Blow the spot with some old school

Ninety three, Christmas Eve, let me paint the scene
There's no describing the joy Christmas Day can bring
See these are just a few of my favorite

1 2 3 it’s the holiday season
Out the door home for Christmas vacation
This year I’m trying something new
This year baby I’ve got you

Winter snow

a repo is
You really think you know how my people live?
You think you down because you know who Deebo is?
PTSD on my emo shit
Deep down in my heart, where

a repo is
You really think you know how my people live?
You think you down because you know who Deebo is?
PTSD on my emo shit
Deep down in my heart, where

100 Keys

Pusha T

Finally Famous [Deluxe Edition]

2011

And they gon' risk a hundred lives 
So they could rock a hundred whites 
The guests look like a hundred lights 
Man when blade down my city, cried

to the part where his records
Could 'fford him a couple Fords like "Lord, ain't he gifted?"
Christmas just doesn't fit him, I need my own holiday
And by

knives
Making spears 
Out of lights 
Out of fences 
Choosing sides 
cnd loosing lives
There no forgiveness 

Henny 3 Times 
Welcome to the death row
No

to a Jake
If I say shit then it's facts
I ain't into all the cap
Put my city on my back
Put the 7 on the map 
So you know just where I'm at
I keep

Christmas Moon

I'm just a soldier boy 
One of ten thousand down
I'm shot three times and sure
My friends have all died through war

Will I be here

for me another day

I done came down in a Christmas sleigh, one, two, three, yeah, I played with Olay
I played the game, I played with fame, I didn't

We've been waiting all year for this day to arrive,
Weber's Christmas party, you know it's gonna be live
All the boys are here and the girls look so

Wu Banga

GZA

Supreme Clientele

2000

Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner

Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

Christmas day, without you
I’d exchange my gifts and more
For you to be at our front door
I’ve been good father Christmas, that’s all I ask
I’ve left a cookie

is in rebellious anarchy
Though the fruit fail on the vines
And the world's economy dies
My trust is in God despite my sighs
Live by faith -- live by

the reflective
Panel and killing
The informant with his job complete
He put on his white mask and fled
The scene by rappelling down the building
Back to the Cicada

I spent Tuesday just walking through town
Till I saw a gold angel come tumbling down
And waltzing with seagulls up in an elm tree
Where the wind runs

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with

them doubt
I want they pineal I want it now
You line em up I take em down
It's 3 different doors with 1 way out
You either Fuck, Marry, Kill in my house

another apology

After three years, I'ma let it go (go)
Can't stand around cryin' no more (more)
Got your bags packed sittin' by the door (door)
I'ma

Three backends by the morning and I just walked out the bank
Told em I quit I cant
Promise I'm never gone change
Big dawg inside of my gang
Shaquille