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For forgiveness Yeah
If she ain't mine
It's alright I'll take your missus
But ama have her home for Christmas

Cause...
She a big batty gyal big batty

do it for bitches, I do it for riches
I'm giving out gifts like this shit is Christmas

I get the bag and I split with my team
Fully loaded, yeah, I'm

like it never endz
Perpetual darkness is the home of your many friendz
And it really don't matter what typa shit you on
Cuz nobody is praying for you not

your little brother
He's too young to know
You aren't coming home for christmas
And he'll grow to hate the snow
Like you did
Or that you lived in secret

face
You beat mom for years, somehow that's erased
They went to the court for months with no fuckin trace
If I see you face again you better fuckin brace

those rules
Fuck what your friends told U
Know that I'll be home soon
I gotta check on the road
N you won't Katch me checkn for hoes
But if you wan go out

And it's like, they be thinkin' they got it, but they don't really got it, you feel me
I ain't one for the fake or the illusions
I just go back to my

home wit the Don Antwon this ain't hit and run
saved by the only son
There can only be one
Tell the devil it's done
I don't do this for fun
I ain't totin

go hit a lick After a while, he gotta stop
Cause one day, boy, we gon' be real I'm frontin' to him

Boy, we stuck on shit for real, we never lackin' He

don't take my love for granted
Plant a seed, grows into aspen, damaging my love's in a trash can
Settling for okay instead of being amazed
Like, why are

through it all in my life
I done watched close niggas to me die
By the gun and the knife (I feel pain)
This for niggas on they own or
Locked up on the phone

Let me tell y’all what this must be
A couple keys wrapped under
The Christmas tree
A few pan handling, black Mandarins
One off a Candler

Ooh, back in your soul lord have mercy
Listen everybody:
"Merry Christmas everybody!"

I got a bitch that suck my dick til I nut
Spit it on my gut

detergent"
Guess he had been nicked 
For the dischargin' of a firearm or no attempted murders (facts)
Love God, he made me this person (facts)
Get caught

Claire Fontaine

Hawksley Workman

Almost a Full Moon

2001

Clair Fontaine
You seem to bring
The best out of me
And the things that
I write to sing
Clair Fontaine

oooh-oh
Clair Fontaine
I'm going home for

Edna and Ida are living in a home
both in their eighties, both widows
their kids only call to say
they'll come by some other day
Well christmas came

It's a cop out
Between the snow on the ground and its slow fall down
It's calm in this city now
While we wait for Christmas to come around

I drove

the sand nah, drifting from the plan nah
I don’t really kno what you gone tell me one day
If I make it home I don’t kno what you gone say
My God, I’m doing

As Christmas time comes by
Try not to think about hard times
People don't give a fuck if you try
But when you make it they all wondering why oh why oh why oh why

Hol on this train goin' by
Pull up im sending that playa hater home
Slugs too thick they penetrate his dome
Fuck with the enemy you fuck with my bro

Back here again
Can't believe anyone invited me back and even paid me
50 Steam bucks baby
Wait for next years christmas sale
Right, lets earn that

Stuck inside once more, for a holiday ignored. Covid's forced me here, locked behind my door; 

Silence hurts my brain, my spirits are a fright. How

miss your family
Small town boy from the North
And I remember saying
You'll be home for Christmas
And so I wouldn't worry at all
I lied to you when I

a Christmas pie Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho

Pour Mead for two
Oh greedy you
 
Feeling hungry on the eve of the dumb
Now your crying cause your daddy can't come oh no oh