Lyrics:
Good people all this Christmas time
Consider well and bear in mind
What our good God for us has done
In sending His beloved Son
With Mary holy we
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort
Want It All
All Of It You Know Err thang I Need It Before I Start Hittin' That Hairy Thang
This Is A Game And I'm In It
Dick So Good I Charge By
sure all my seeds have been sewn
and i'm to kick back and drop some new shit
so you kin step by step like a 90's new kid
dj who did this is what all
My gal and I, we had a fight
And I'm all by myself
I guess she thinks now that she's gone
I'll lay right on the shelf
I'm gonna show her she's
You were saying, Mary
Don't let go, hold tight
I just wanna hold you
All through the night
This is something that I can't deny
Boy you know your
Mary loves the grouse, hides the bottles round the house,
She watches chatshows and the soaps, broken-hearted but she copes,
Michael's out
Once in royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle-shed
Where a mother laid her baby
In a manger for His bed
Mary was that mother mild
Jesus
[Mr. Sancho]
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets
we fresh
Cause you can have a scantron and still can't test, the best
[Verse 2]
I was told by the council, to lead the new millinium
One ounce'll have
Wrote the book of the seven seals
Well, God walked down the hill one day
Called Adam by his name
But Adam wouldn't answer
'Cause he was nekkid
He's off his medication
And he starts screaming,
"Virgin Mary, you fucking alien!"
According to him Jesus Christ smokes crack
And other sundry
Blue and red lights lit up the woods like a road flare on the streets
Helicopters circled high in the sky trying to find her through the trees
Mary
I got a city folk friend in a hip-hop world
He goes by E. Diddy but his name is Earl
Cocks his hat to the side in his Grandma's ride
Pumpin' nothin'
Oh little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in they dark streets
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee li
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shine'th
Calls me by my name
Now that I am in your fair town
You must do the same
For I'm a
Ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I'm
devotion 'cause I'm
The Earth, Wind, and Fire of hip hop
By Rakim and Short I been inspired
My shit knocks environ---ments
Of cats wit seventeen's tint, time
Oh little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in they dark streets
Oh the sky was clear, the morning fair,
not a breath came over the sea, when Mary left her highland home and wandered forth with me,
all
one gimlet more
But I've still got time for a sob and a sigh
And one more whisky and rye just went by
The little hand is on the two
I wonder what
Calls me by my name
Now that I am in your fair town
You must do the same
For I'm a
Ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I'm
a click lacin niggaz like the P-O double S-E
*(Chorus)*
Verse 3 *(Hitman)*
Let's say for instance, you're a distance
An you all by yo self, tell me how
Barry, bodies bloody like Mary
Too scary to even look at when that ass gets buried
Gettin' carried away put to death by the vet
I'm a rider,
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