Lyrics:
kiss
Snow falling at Christmas
Like sleeping in on Sunday
Laughter we never faked
Bob Marley in Summer
One love for each other
Oh it feels like
the Christmas Rock
It's a happy time
And if the children are good
They'll get toys to play with
Like rocks.
It's Christmas in Ignace
Bob's got a rock
But he's
Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey
vocals by: Deitrick Haddon
1st verse
I had a dream
One starry night
That it snowed on Christmas Day
And the sun shined so bright
But it did not melt
Cheer up, it might never happen
Drive-by shootings on the streets of Clapham
Jackboots booting right across the map
And daddy's gone 'a looking
by sayin'
I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak
Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me
Them crazy freaky bitches
of it, but as stubborn as we are, did I take it too far?
'Cleaning Out My Closet' and all them other songs
But regardless I don't hate you 'cause, ma
good for you like a vegatable
Shows by the several
Schedule full of festivals
And if I ever do time
Than you know it's federal
Uh, incredible, yeah
is cold and icy.
Everyone's bothering me.
Christmas
Stop getting together!
Christmas
Stop making noise!
I hate presents, greetings,
of it, but as stubborn as we are, did I take it too far?
'Cleaning Out My Closet' and all them other songs
But regardless I don't hate you 'cause, ma
Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey
I hate Christmas (without you)
By The Beatpunkers
I love Christmas singers
Under the tree, believe me
I love getting cozy
Next to the fire whith
the sparkle of Christmas-time,
Making hearts and faces shine.
I love the sparkle of Christmas-time,
All are happy, all is fine.
By candlelight we do adore
Why do you look at me when you hate me?
Why should I look at you when you make me hate you too?
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
I don't
Santa Claus this year
Well I heard he got a job
And he's changing me to Bob
You can shave in the lobby of a Cadillac Hotel
They gave him unemployment
It’s Christmas again
This damned tree is here
The December red and green shining lights
And I hate this night
I hate Santa Claus
I hate Jesus Christ
And I'm all up, all up
All up in the bank with the funny face
And if I'm fake
I ain't notice 'cause my money ain't
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Ayo
This a song about
My, my stepdad
Let's see if this ever happened to you
I, I hate
My, my stepdad
One thing that sticks in my craw
When I
Christmas time
By myself, It's Christmas time
I really fucking hate this Christmas time
Trying so hard in Christmas time
No Christmas cheer in Christmas time
fall)
I'm at the gun range learning how the bullets bust (bust)
Hate got us by the balls, squeeze these
Gotta pay your dues, love
April in the summer
your disguise
Dampened like October skies
No bows and lace or Christmas cheer
You made me hate this time of year
So, I ride away
Make my own Christmas
Man i hate it when I'm in the club
Or out on the streets and
All these cats run up on me
Talkin bout what they doin, and
Who they set the liquor
boy's got to look nuts
And that's the only word I can think of right now
On how to describe the shit
It's just like a vibe you get, go ahead and bob
head I'll make sure he lives through these melodies
I hate to see him trapped, wish these raps could just set him free
Whoever thought selling heart
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