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a laugh 
I tell you what I like Wildings at Christmas mate

I grew up in Newport in the nineteen eighties
Hanging by the castle with all my mates
Sparking up

The biggest monster is the smallest one, yet the evilest
Release your demons, I'm pleased to me him vis-à-vis
Just tell me I can party with pals by Easter

The Night Before Christmas

The Robertsons

Duck the Halls: A Robertson Family Christmas

2013

Now the night before Christmas, I was sitting in my house
And there wasn't nothing moving around, not even a mouse.
The socks were hung by

the verse
Stay sharp like spurs
All I do is shine, no murk
No dark, I constructed this from the heart
Instructed by my father since the start
I depart

remember nigga looking sick, everybody wanted my wrist.

Christmas hitlist, head of a pumpkin , Jack way I run up in ya shit 

Yea! I confused the holidays

by any other name, smell just as sweet
Spit so hard, but I'm smart as the Bard
Come through with a Union Jack, full of yard

Akala, Akala, where for

is the clips
You'll need at least two things against me 
a Blessing & gift
My presence shows 
Who's the most gifted

They say my flow Christmas

Niggas

shop
(What) That's big trouble in a little place
Jack Burton, nightmares b4 Christmas day

(Hahaha)Hidden bars associated with the words I say
Speakeasy,

it rain but I ain't
Talkin bout money from the sky
I'm talkin about everybody die
I'm the Mo City Don and
The King Of The Ghetto
Z-Ro is a one man team

yakkity yak
Roll the dog a bone and don't smoke crack
If you don't know Joey
Then ya don't know jack
And ya definitely don't know dick
About Lickity Schlick

Blase Blah (Off Tha Head)

Kwest tha Madd Ladd

This Is My First Album

1996

beaten by the best
Yo, damn skip I be riding my own dick
Those with that fly shit up in they head, get domes swollen quick
Competition best pray for

wishing he listen
This year I don't want no big shit for christmas
I tell that to my fam just for them to tell me i'm tripping
I don't give a fuck
She had

is foolish
Soul you losing n*gga you never get it back
Tired of us on the news our name on a tomb
Murder rate doing jumping jacks
Ego be making us lose

Be reminded by my words is what I'm saying is a crime?

A hundred digits on his mind and you gon' pin that on his kind I came up soaking in a pot

Blickky hold the fifty uh
Run get done like Ricky uh 
Sayin that you got when I don’t I’m like bitch gimme some 
Bullets is for anyone 
And I cant

on my Jack Jones
Take everything but that soul
At least you're still alive
I'm evil in disguise
This guy's like black Coke coca-Coca
Yeah i'm liking fat

It's raining, he's changing
My man is going insane, insane the war is on

On rainy days I sat back and cooked crack
In Bug's house the kitchen light

My ex is in my DM's
She expect me to be that mad but I laugh at it
Bitch I ain't no simp, he a sad sack like he bad at Madden
He be that glad when he

to dip
16 by now rents got me a whip for a Christmas gift
Now I ain't gotta walk so I got a little pick but I still wanna talk gotta get a lil drip
Always

My ex is in my DM's
She expect me to be that mad but I laugh at it
Bitch I ain't no simp, he a sad sack like he bad at Madden
He be that glad when he

My ex is in my DM’s

She expect me to be that mad but I laugh at it
Bitch I ain’t no simp, he a sad sack like he bad at Madden
He be that glad when

Tryna live like Sosa in Dubai
I ain't gotta sell coca to be fly
Got next like a bowtie on a guy
Drove by in a 5 two dimes in the car
Seventy outside,

Hu...i said come to my Sunday service
Nigga seen who the reverend was then they got nervous
The niggity nasty Jim Jones
Boot ya in the head, 
Steal toes

Wondering ,did the man in red get my Christmas list
Was I that bad ,didn't get toys or privileges
Remember eating noodles, hott dogs, and bolony sandwiches