FUCK SANTA

FUCK SANTA

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I NEVER BELIEVE IN SANTA IT WAS ALL A FABLE /IF IT WAS ALL REAL I WOULD OF ASK HIM TO PUT FOOD ON OUR TABLE /OR PAY OUR BILLS/ OR BRING ME SOME GUNS TO PROTECT OUR SELF FROM GETTING KILL/ ITS HARD TO BE GOOD WERE IM FROM WE HAD STEAL/ WE HAD TO PAST THY SHALL NOT STEAL/ TEMPT OUR FAITH IN A WORLD WE MOST HATED AND VIOLATED /WERE KARENS GOT THE HEART TO SPEAK/ AND AINT WORRY ABOUT GETTING FADED /SO FUCK SANTA SPELL IT ALL TOGETHER IT YELL OUT SATAN / THEY ALL TO BLIND BY CHRISTMAS PRESENTS JUST TO SEE THE RELATATION/ EACH ITS OWN I NEVER SEEN HIM IN MY HOME/ THERES NO CHIMNEYS IN THE PROJECTS BESIDES WE WILL ROBB HIM FOR EVERYTHING HE OWN /THESE STREETS ARE HEARTLESS THEM CRACK HEADS WILL SELL HIS REINDEER TO A MEAT MARKET / FOR A CHEAP PROFIT BUT KEEP RUDOLPH FOR HOSTAGE/ AND TRY TO GET EVEN A BIGGER PROFIT /ITS JUST ANOTHER LIE A 500 A POUND MOTHER FLYING THREW THE SKY SMOKING ON A PIPE HYPE HE MUST BEEN SMOKING ON CRACK TO COME UP WITH THIS LIE TO WRITE AND THE ONLY TIME HE COME OUT IS AT NITE THAT WHEN THE DEVIL LURKS AND DEATH FLIRTS WHERE BULLETS WITH NO NAMES NIGGAS WITH BAD AIM GETTING MURK WEARING NO VEST THINKING THERE BULLET PROOF I KEEP THEM SNIPER ON THE ROOF LIKE A DOG MAN THIS PURPLE HAZE GOT MY MIND LOST IN THE FOG AND MY HOOD COLDER THAN THE NORTH POLE

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I NEVER BELIEVE IN SANTA IT WAS ALL A FABLE /IF IT WAS ALL REAL I WOULD OF ASK HIM TO PUT FOOD ON OUR TABLE /OR PAY OUR BILLS/ OR BRING ME SOME GUNS TO PROTECT OUR SELF FROM GETTING KILL/ ITS HARD TO BE GOOD WERE IM FROM WE HAD STEAL/ WE HAD TO PAST THY SHALL NOT STEAL/ TEMPT OUR FAITH IN A WORLD WE MOST HATED AND VIOLATED /WERE KARENS GOT THE HEART TO SPEAK/ AND AINT WORRY ABOUT GETTING FADED /SO FUCK SANTA SPELL IT ALL TOGETHER IT YELL OUT SATAN / THEY ALL TO BLIND BY CHRISTMAS PRESENTS JUST TO SEE THE RELATATION/ EACH ITS OWN I NEVER SEEN HIM IN MY HOME/ THERES NO CHIMNEYS IN THE PROJECTS BESIDES WE WILL ROBB HIM FOR EVERYTHING HE OWN /THESE STREETS ARE HEARTLESS THEM CRACK HEADS WILL SELL HIS REINDEER TO A MEAT MARKET / FOR A CHEAP PROFIT BUT KEEP RUDOLPH FOR HOSTAGE/ AND TRY TO GET EVEN A BIGGER PROFIT /ITS JUST ANOTHER LIE A 500 A POUND MOTHER FLYING THREW THE SKY SMOKING ON A PIPE HYPE HE MUST BEEN SMOKING ON CRACK TO COME UP WITH THIS LIE TO WRITE AND THE ONLY TIME HE COME OUT IS AT NITE THAT WHEN THE DEVIL LURKS AND DEATH FLIRTS WHERE BULLETS WITH NO NAMES NIGGAS WITH BAD AIM GETTING MURK WEARING NO VEST THINKING THERE BULLET PROOF I KEEP THEM SNIPER ON THE ROOF LIKE A DOG MAN THIS PURPLE HAZE GOT MY MIND LOST IN THE FOG AND MY HOOD COLDER THAN THE NORTH POLE

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