Lyrics:
Grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law
I live
I knew when I was young, when December fifth comes
Black Pete's the one the kids are getting gifts from
This custom caused a shit storm, there's
there the whole time
Love yours
Love yourself
No matter your wealth
A person isn't described by the dollars
They held
We're much more
Than you know
Thats
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
say happy holidays
But I've never felt so blue
I wonder how you're getting by this season without me too
Cuz I'm making a list and it's got no gifts
Not just keep on dancing and ignore
When we know this
is a truth we can't deny
2 by 4 is the single greatest gift to humankind
2-by-4 is a lot
I remember my first pound
Cherry Pie in that turkey bag
Broke it down, all by the ounce
Made it bounce, then double’d back
I remember my first
days I pass by
These days I pass by
Find faith when you need to sow
Hard worker
I show up
Through the sleet
And snow
Gift to the world
Arrive
(Nine hundred and nineteen)
Keep your hands to yourself
I never asked for help
I said I'm good by myself
And I'd rather get the wealth
Keep your
controlled through television controlled by cyberspace
Fed a false concept fed a lie here he comes with his entourage twenty four seven arbitrage surrounded
Hardly a day goes by when I don't need someone like you
Hardly a day goes by
You can take back your gifts you can have them forthwith if that's not
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
Yeah!
Come on!
The militant poet in once again, check it
It's
These gifts do not matter now
The hurtful gifts we bring
Subject to prop and plan we have to nominate a signal we can understand
By now the naked
at your wallet
I'm trying to see your eyes
Not one gift in this world could make me feel more than I already do
All I need is for your love to be raw
The answers are here
Life is a gift
Doesn’t matter how much money you’ve got
They say they’re making it fair
It is all a pack of lies
U can’t be fooled
By
YOLO, you only live once
The battle cry of a generation
This life is a precious gift
So don't get too crazy
It's not worth the risk
Yeah
You
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to 'em)
Use your brain homie, do the right thang!
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Tomorrow is what a nigga ain't guaranteeing
New Orleans had a sheriff by the name of Harry Lee
When he died, niggas shouted out "Tha-thank you, Jesus"
only ride with hustlers, by my side's a hustler
Got the mind of a hustler, soul of a king
You can't drink from this bowl if you wearing my ring
Those
he don't sell his soul"
"He should be good, man, he signed to Cole"
"He from the hood, nigga, down the road"
"He was just jugging right by
Hang up the mistletoe
And turn the lights down low
Let's feel the spirit
'Cause Christmas time is here
Sittin' by the firelight
Let's hold
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