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lirik lagu santa, the crackhead – nitebreed records

[intro: cookie (sommore)]
oh, i heard about him. they call him the santa claus crook or the santa claus crip or something like that. he robbed a lady out in the parking lot last night, called her a “ho ho ho” and kept on running

[verse 1: donnie menace]
’twas the night before sickmas, all the gifts are wrapped now
i smoked mad loud then passed out on my d*mn couch
wpke up to the door left open, locks picked
but the noise that wake me up, it was the scent of some armpits
man what’s this? is all i thought as i got up
then hopped up reaching for where i keep the glock tucked
got it, then looked around, hе must be joking with me
he’s bеhind my window curtain like i won’t see his feet
i pulled the curtain back, then aimed at him
though he scared as h*ll his funky*ass breath made the bl!ck’s barrel melt
he swung at me, if he’s punch*happy, i’m sleepin’ him
but it was like popeye’s, my three*piece? he’s eatin’ ’em (*punch*)
i couldn’t believe it, it was unreal
i beat this musty crackhead with a christmas tree and left him with a
lumped*up grill
i caught him before he robbed me so i’m lucky still
the way i tossed him out my door, you’d think that i was uncle phil

[chorus]
santa, the crackhead is a musty, dusty soul
he’s f*cking you nasty, custy and ashy with a booger hanging out of his nose
santa, the crackhead is looking into your home
from the video games to the dinner you made, who made all that sh*t he has sold?
[interlude: craig jones (ice cube) & santa claus (rickey smiley)]
what the h*ll you doing in my house; eating a big ass sandwich and sh*t?
n*gga, i’m santa claus. where the f*ck the milk and cookies?

[verse 2: white cheddar]
christmas eve and my f*ckin’ house is under siege
by a guy with nut stains on his dungarees
even with this nose i couldn’t f*ckin’ breathe
i’m white cheddar, i don’t f*ck with fromunda cheese
masked up with a dirty pair of panty draws
red coat, trash bag like he’s santa claus
but he ain’t givin’ out sh*t, f*ckin’ stingy
scrawny ass really fits down the chimney
said something but all i heard was helium
saw the gifts for my niece and tried stealin’ ’em
you ’bout to catch one square in the jaw
so if you santa claus give the tooth fairy a call, huh? (*punch*)
his ass is lucky that someone has not shot him
but not lucky enough to want problems
now he like d*mn!, look how that rock got him
straight up hit him with a f*ckin’ rock bottom

[chorus]
santa, the crackhead is a musty, dusty soul
he’s f*cking you nasty, custy and ashy with a booger hanging out of his nose
santa, the crackhead is looking into your home
from the video games to the dinner you made, who made all that sh*t he has sold?
[interlude: elroy jones (john witherspoon) & craig jones (ice cube)]
what did he look like?
he looked like bobby brown in a godd*mn santa claus suit

[verse 3: james joyce the squatch]
wh0res in the house kicked the door in unannounced
snow white as sh*t, caine in the corners of his mouth
i be sure to lure him out, box him in the lot
grown man with fubu lugs and stockings as a sock
bobblehead it’s not, peril is glaring in his soul
a street urchin who just came caroling off heroin
f*cked my daughter with ashy arrogance, grab her by the ankles, beat the sh*t out dude, we ain’t scared of him
let the referees ring the bells, slap him and stab him for making my fingers smell
eyes blacker than coal mined by akon, i had to stop him from raping b*tches like straight songs
christmas and hip*hop mean facepalm, donnie menace and cheddar i hate y’all
crackhead santa, huevos in your eggnog, tim & eric great job b*tches

- nitebreed records

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