Lyrics:
black and white
Into the light
On, on Christmas Day
Save us from they
Who discriminate (and all the hate)
Hey baby, it's this time of the year again
I
Camarro
I get punished like pharaoh for splittin'
You're better off singing Christmas carols for Christmas
Because I'm on point like bow and arrow equipment
It's Christmas time again my favorite time of year
I need some Christmas music that's all I'm tryna hear
My kids Christmas list is longer than
thots you met at Playhouse
(I didn't say that)
I just rode by nigga, you wasn't at Dre house
Parked my shit at Ye house and hopped in the uber
Jayceon
faced the odds
As a child I played grab-ass and shot paper wads
I matriculated up by the grace of Bob
Used to licks macrame, cricket, and decoupage
Cuz Finally I get to spend
Christmas with my bae
My favorite holiday
Christmas with my bae
My favorite holiday
Christmas with my bae
You know I hate
'm sorry, I fucking hate when you hurt, Hai
And sweeties, thank you for waiting to open gifts
But, girls, you can just open 'em
Dad ain't making it home
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
Tom Petty's gone
And I'm long gone, and
How am I gonna make amends
With myself for never
'm touched by love, by hate, or by the grace of god
Sometimes, in the dark when hope is fading,
Or no longer flies,
I won't sympathize
Spend my time getting
Thoughts inside my dome
Wanna be the one to take you home
Baby I ain't got nowhere to go
I don't wanna spend Christmas alone
I'm getting tipsy off
I'm lighting a candle, as I'm looking through my window
To the town square, the snow covered streets are lonely and bare,
yeah
The town Christmas
is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
A day or two ago
I thought I'd took a ride
And soon Miss Kelly Brook
Was seated by my side
The horse
crazy
I want to court all the day
The DA say she hate me
How you gonna hate me when me
And Lu just took twenty racks
And put coast on them kids back
It's
that I'll play nice, I'll get all my jobs done
Cos I don't really care if I miss out on all the office Christmas fun
Oh, I hate the snow
Can't we just
wish broken hearts would heal
And everyone would feel like they're loved
And all the anger and hate would all go away
And be overcome by love
Nothing I
I love these holiday parties
How's the job? How's the 401K?
Getting cornered by my old pastor
Demanding answers about my lost faith
Oh great. I think
Jewel stands by the water, a piece of weight in her hand
The metal's still warm and the surface splashes; who could really understand
Bob turned
debt, bitch take this Uncle Tom
The hate be so real, the love be so fake
I keep a blower for the lawn, I fucked the evens and beat the odds
Baby, you
hate every single movie by that midget Spike Lee
I hate people that think I care what they think
I hate people that think their ass don't stink
now turn it up a notch
I'm flyer then a helicopter
Don't speak to or talk to cops
And you know I hate them rappers (why?)
They can't wait to catch you
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
hasn't always been this way
Remember wrapping by the tree
With my family next to me
Singing all the yuletide melodies
Dearest Christmas
I hate to plead
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Jerry Garcia
Steve Earle, Jay Farrar and Bob Weir
Ramblin' Jack, Tom Paxton, Sonny Walker
But Woody Guthrie was the first punk rocker
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