future was dark, you see me now? Just look around, I'm beamin' (We are lasers) They used to talk when I wasn't around You see me now? I'm beamin' (We
to breathe a moment's grace For the hunter and the hunted Taking time to break the pace Are you hopeful? Are you haunted? By the ghosts of Christmas
race stop you from revolution open your mouth and bust shots read books young nigga say "hello," screw faces an' fuck me we know you spines jello spit what you
near You know that's the reason That it's smelling so Christmasey When you're smelling that Christmas tree And all the goodies are stashed away Waitin' for you
you mock Will surely overtake you And you become a monster So the monster will not break you And it's already gone too far You said that if you go in hard You
Well, that was your mother and that was your father Before you was born dude when life was great You are the burden of my generation I sure do love you
you Now you old and you gettin' shitted on It's all scientific, mystic, you know the earth and the stars Don't hesitate to say you heard it from Nas
for play While you broke niggaz reach drunk much quicker You don't make enough bread to soak up all your liquor Went from God to God damn Damn God, you
with you Where is Santa? At his sleigh? Tell me why is it always this way? Where is Rudolph? Where is Blitzen, baby? Merry Christmas, merry merry merry Christmas
Scott about the dram Or even explain the troubles that haunted my mom On Christmas time, my mom Christmas grind Got me most of what I wanted, how'd you
you can have it your way like Carlito my nigga will be happy to give you torpedos and have you car twisted like a blunt for you faggot ass niggas that
less Also your range less, therefore switch laneless Now you brainless, dangerous, 'cuz you pull out the stainless All of sudden you smart, now you do something hainess First time you
it is working for you Your friends and your family are getting along It feels like when you hear your favorite song Or when you know that you got money to spend You
s the Mr. Walking Blizzard, with the "here lizard, lizard" Flyer than a flock of pigeons, the earlobes are vivid But if you try to test, you'll get smoked
peace So tell my enemies, that they can't injure me I know that irritates, you have my sympathies Well you should protest, yeah you should picket me I
it wrong? Where has Gary Barlow gone? Why is Christmas Day so long? It just goes on and on and on like you And if it's leaving season You're the second
it all night long Just to hear my favorite song You'd have to wait but you could hear it on the AM radio Yeah, you could hear the music on the AM radio