Lyrics:
with the earth beneath his feet, into the woods where he would meet
A dark man who approached him to say...
"Hochamiki, likikiki, meeke fung", when
to be if you're like me and crave brutality
I've been to California by way of Tijuana
Them pinche loco gueros out there farming marijuana
I smoked about
to be if you’re like me and crave brutality
I’ve been to California by way of Tijuana
Them pinche loco gueros out there farming marijuana
I smoked about
last name
I just got older the hurt stayed the same
Who really gone ride man that's all I can think
After all this why would I be the same
I'm still
canes
No gingerbread
No safety net
No loose change
No change no
One homeless man
"Santy claus is coming"
'Cause santy claus ain't coming
No
Limit to what they'll do when the green is scarce
Some be Thanksgiving for who they know, while others get jerked for loot
Cause gettin signed ain't
still worth it
Don't we gotta purpose
No never settling
Digging out of the sediment
From a whole who would've thought we would find treasure in
So
on the ice, it be odee
I'm talking money, put that cash on a threeway
Doin' the dash on a freeway
I knew I would get it, they didn't believe me
Baby, I make
need to get involved in some real Christmas project
How would you like to be the director of our Christmas play?
Me? You want me to be the director
at the man you see - in the mirrors
The things you can be - in the mirrors
The glory of me revealed in the mirror's eye
The mirror never lies
The fire in my
life been stuck in class never listening to teachers
Who knows if I'll be coming back if I journey into space deeper
Let's take you back
To where I'm
to the past, it was all happening fast
We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass
When b-boys danced to the latest jam
You could say this man was
by the creek
Oh, I think 'em C's about to leak
Apathy running rampant like the plague through the streets
Who would think that I would be
stockings
No candy canes
No gingerbread
No safety net
No loose change
No change no
ONE HOMELESS MAN
"Santy Claus is coming"
ALL
Santy Claus ain't
me fall
Dying in the open as you watch me in the shades to bleed
Look twice to save a life as i plead
I'm just a man who represents the bikers creed
to be if you're like me and crave brutality
I've been to California by way of Tijuana
Them pinche loco gueros out there farming marijuana
I smoked about
to be if you’re like me and crave brutality
I’ve been to California by way of Tijuana
Them pinche loco gueros out there farming marijuana
I smoked about
Jaden, sipping liquor
Hard to blame it, like a nigga singing Jamie
I be pouring by myself, cause I’m my own celebration
Once a nigga touching something,
a “thump.”
Who’s that? Could it be?
The fat man of mystery?
I dont know gotta peak down the stairs, please don’t creek.
Look at that! Under the tree are some
man.
I reflect: 'It's very strange to be going through this change
With no idea of what it's all been about
Except in the context of time...'
Oh,
pearls
And rent ain't cheap at the North Pole
Santa Claus was coming to town
But he got pulled over by a cop
Cop looked at his license
And gave him
turn to thugs
Niggaz who used to be the man
Outchea strung out off the drugs
Which is sad
Broke, chilling, reminiscing off the shit they had
Diseases
man?
You so a loss, you a robot, who done told y'all niggas to break dance?
Do the money dance, hundred racks a watch
Hundred grand, tell em' bring
catch my drift
I don't think you understand who the fuck I is
Peep the avi on my Twitter I was taught by Nip
I'm next man coming here to take yo shift
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