Lyrics:
it happened once again
He waited by the fire side
But it was not in vain
So the Bishop on the roof in a robe of red
With a bag of gold
The Bishop
a reindeer's back
Stop off at the Rock of Gibraltar
Tea under the blue lagoons of Malta
Wrap up warmer in Warsaw
Cruise over the flats of Alaska
And all
Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen (Hoo)
As the slow ray round about
Deep and crisp and crispy
Brightly show the boot last night
most lines
I turn words into numbers
That made work for my brothers
From a kid in the bit's to Columbus
Now the world's my circumference
My little man's
odds.
We cling so closely together
Because we have little other than ourselves.
Critics say that it's just punk rock or that we're just naive
The sun was settin' the rocks on fire
The fields blisterin' with the heat
When the militia came marchin' through our town
Knockin' sparks off
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
should hurry hurry
Fuck it keep ya distance I go stephen curry
Quarter past it but I'm 730
You can check the mental it ain't never sturdy
Vesre
the fuck outta here
True Hip Hop yo get that shit clear
Here's a little story that must be told
About 3 bad brothers that rock so cold
Ayo it started way
never gonna move out of Jacksonville
I'm livin' in fuckin' Hollywood"
Hmm, you know this is my first, uh, rock slash rap album
So, it's kind of new for
the Ph love watin' rinchels
Cause they doughnuts
They go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin' by
And we
Ho, ho, ho, oh, little train, my little elf, another great Christmas
Ah, man, it's boring, it's boring, same thing every year
So let's have a funky
You can act stupid if you want to
Never play by the rules, do just what I want to
Came up in this bitch tongue out without a front tooth
Now who
the thirteenth knot (Hangman)
I arrange panoramic of a plastic catalogue
And where wild dogs sing tailor-made lullabies tried by my offspring
I'll bring
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the thirteenth knot
(Hangman) i arrange panoramics of a placid
Cataloguing where wild dogs
Sing tailor made lullabies tried
By my offspring
I'll bring
Killed, your organs spilled
Your head and you chest caved in
chased by zombies, your levels of stress raising
Dreams written by Stephen King, directed by
rocks with a light switch
Bitch nigga, you about as hard as a dikes clit
I'm goin' as hard as Bishop Eddie Longs John
After I bought a Sidekick and sent
for the game your enthusiasm it hasn't)
(Follow you must, Rick Rubin my little Padawan)
A Jedi in training, colossal brain and, thoughts
for the game your enthusiasm it hasn't)
(Follow you must, Rick Rubin my little Padawan)
A Jedi in training, colossal brain and, thoughts
Santa tell me do you really care
That my grandma got run over by your reindeer
It was supposed to be a white Christmas
But now she's black and blue
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