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Tis' the Season
by Jam Young
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Happy Holidays
King's Poet 2
This for the season
Mister stop breathe, yea yea dust me off
Closet so fresh chea chea trust me dawg
Got clothes and flows I can't always show
A dirt covered diamond is still meant to glow
You gotta know
What's more important fresh jay's or studio time
In bum clothes I bag chicks who stay true to a nine
Don't need a dime especially with no intellect mind
I mean I love head but ain't giving what's mine
For minutes of time
Shit
I'm more than fine by myself
Plus music, how i stay good with my health
We afraid to be single cause we scared of ourselves
And don't say shit since we ain't aware we need help
Well
Here's lyrical therapy
From someone who'll forever be
A homo sapien
Fighting demons and Damien
On the way to stadiums
Arenas and palladiums
Playing on stage radiating radium
From my esophagus to my labium
To a luscious lady's labia
Always down for labor hun
Sending positive waves through the sea of life
Ma, you know most of the earth is water right
Like a pilots baby, Jam was born for flight
Only flying higher should be endorsed by kites
If you wanna see sun, better check me tonight
And keep the endurance in those tights
Word to my G's terminate ya on site
Just kidding
Unless you down for the heist
Much rather show you the light
Talk about our commonalities
And outstanding plights
Wassup
Yea Yea
Baby girl yea tell me what's up
Yea you know we cuffing for a reason
Tis the season
You know we cuffing for a reason
Cheers to another year
Tis the season
And it's been a few years since a Hannibal track
I guess that means you know the King's Poet is back
Happy Holidays
King's Poet 2
This for the season
Mister stop breathe, yea yea dust me off
Closet so fresh chea chea trust me dawg
Got clothes and flows I can't always show
A dirt covered diamond is still meant to glow
You gotta know
What's more important fresh jay's or studio time
In bum clothes I bag chicks who stay true to a nine
Don't need a dime especially with no intellect mind
I mean I love head but ain't giving what's mine
For minutes of time
Shit
I'm more than fine by myself
Plus music, how i stay good with my health
We afraid to be single cause we scared of ourselves
And don't say shit since we ain't aware we need help
Well
Here's lyrical therapy
From someone who'll forever be
A homo sapien
Fighting demons and Damien
On the way to stadiums
Arenas and palladiums
Playing on stage radiating radium
From my esophagus to my labium
To a luscious lady's labia
Always down for labor hun
Sending positive waves through the sea of life
Ma, you know most of the earth is water right
Like a pilots baby, Jam was born for flight
Only flying higher should be endorsed by kites
If you wanna see sun, better check me tonight
And keep the endurance in those tights
Word to my G's terminate ya on site
Just kidding
Unless you down for the heist
Much rather show you the light
Talk about our commonalities
And outstanding plights
Wassup
Yea Yea
Baby girl yea tell me what's up
Yea you know we cuffing for a reason
Tis the season
You know we cuffing for a reason
Cheers to another year
Tis the season
And it's been a few years since a Hannibal track
I guess that means you know the King's Poet is back
