Текст (слова) песни: Insane Clown Posse - Santa Killaz

"Hey, it`s Christmas. It`s Christmas in Detroit, we got a special
Christmas treat. We got Mike Clark on this shit, he`s gonna rap.
And we got Fink from the eastside. Oh, and we also got 2 Dope."

It`s the holiday season, snow on the ground
Candy canes, cookies sprinkle the town
Everyone`s jolly, happy, and merry
The dead sing carols in the cemetary
I went up to the mall to meet the Santa Claus
"Why you wanna meet the Santa Claus?"
Just because he`s a star and I wanna get his autograph
"Did you meet the fat bastard?"
You don`t know the half
So I`m waitin in the line with my pad and pen
I finally got up to the bitch and he had a grin
He said that he watches me and I`m a disgrace
So I reach for the nine and shot him in his spine
All the kiddies runnin, screamin and cryin
Santa ain`t breathin, I think that he`s dyin
He`s tryin to move so I boot him in his grin
Ahh, bitch should`ve known about the Santa Claus killa

Chorus:
Santa Claus I`m comin, I`m comin, I`m comin
The Santa Claus Killaz
(4x)

I`m a Santa Claus killa
Bitch what the fuck you know about
You knowin nothin
So fuck turkey and stuffin
I drink a straight forty
Fuck that shitty egg nog
Cause I`m a wicked clown straight up freak dog
I gets paid, I`m pickin up the G shit
And Santa Claus ain`t never brought me shit
The fat slop doesn`t buy my bread and milk
So don`t come around bitch and get your cap peeled
I`m Mike Clark
I`m dripping through Clark Park
In a 1981 Sky Lark
And it`s dusted, dented and rusted
Don`t look or get your lips busted
Santa Claus won`t bring me a BM
So I`m gonna choke that bitch when I see him
MC Detroit Big Wheeler
But on Christmas Eve I`m a Santa Claus killa

"Oh, I`m so lonely around christmas, I miss Santa Claus.
He won`t come to my house, I wonder if he`s scared.
But that`s okay, because if he won`t come to me, I`ll come to him.
Santa I`m coming to see you. Merry Christmas."

It`s Christmas Eve
Another time to deceive
I got another trick up my sleeve
He won`t leave
I just wait tic-toc-ticky
Somebody told me fuck Saint Nickie
Nick, prick north pole hick
Bitch ass sap, what the fuck is that?
Sounds like Rudolph and the whole click
It`s time for some down with the clown G shit
I hear the fat bitch in the chimney
Spark up the matches
Fire catches
And I burn that MOTHAFUCKA UP
"Ho, ho.. wha.. wha.. what the fuck!"
Cook his ass with a crackling sound
Watch as the ash comes drifting down
I smoke them bones and I get much illa
The eastside G
The Santa Claus killa

Chorus

One last minute, I gets deadly
Sit back children, check the medley
It`s cold out, I could give a fuck less
Cause I`m waitin on a bitch in a red dress
A fat bitch with a big white beard
Strapped with a big lead pipe I`m geared
I hear bells, jing-a-ling-ding, jing-ting-ling-ding-a-ling
That`s the sound, the dead man hear
The dead man hear when death is near
I take my pipe and say fuck it
Whip and lug it
Straight to the nugget
Out cold in a flash, a dash
Then I pushed his ass off the ROOF and straight jacked the sleigh
The ghetto`s payday from the Santa Claus killa

Chorus

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You don`t know the half So I`m waitin in the line with my pad and pen I finally got up to the bitch and he had a grin He said that he watches me and I`m a disgrace So I reach for the nine and shot him in his spine All the kiddies runnin, screamin and cryin Santa ain`t breathin, I think that he`s dyin He`s tryin to move so I boot him in his grin Ahh, bitch should`ve known about the Santa Claus killa Chorus: Santa Claus I`m comin, I`m comin, I`m comin The Santa Claus Killaz (4x) I`m a Santa Claus killa Bitch what the fuck you know about You knowin nothin So fuck turkey and stuffin I drink a straight forty Fuck that shitty egg nog Cause I`m a wicked clown straight up freak dog I gets paid, I`m pickin up the G shit And Santa Claus ain`t never brought me shit The fat slop doesn`t buy my bread and milk So don`t come around bitch and get your cap peeled I`m Mike Clark I`m dripping through Clark Park In a 1981 Sky Lark And it`s dusted, dented and rusted Don`t look or get your lips busted Santa Claus won`t bring me a BM So I`m gonna choke that bitch when I see him MC Detroit Big Wheeler But on Christmas Eve I`m a Santa Claus killa "Oh, I`m so lonely around christmas, I miss Santa Claus. He won`t come to my house, I wonder if he`s scared. But that`s okay, because if he won`t come to me, I`ll come to him. Santa I`m coming to see you. Merry Christmas." It`s Christmas Eve Another time to deceive I got another trick up my sleeve He won`t leave I just wait tic-toc-ticky Somebody told me fuck Saint Nickie Nick, prick north pole hick Bitch ass sap, what the fuck is that? Sounds like Rudolph and the whole click It`s time for some down with the clown G shit I hear the fat bitch in the chimney Spark up the matches Fire catches And I burn that MOTHAFUCKA UP "Ho, ho.. wha.. wha.. what the fuck!" Cook his ass with a crackling sound Watch as the ash comes drifting down I smoke them bones and I get much illa The eastside G The Santa Claus killa Chorus One last minute, I gets deadly Sit back children, check the medley It`s cold out, I could give a fuck less Cause I`m waitin on a bitch in a red dress A fat bitch with a big white beard Strapped with a big lead pipe I`m geared I hear bells, jing-a-ling-ding, jing-ting-ling-ding-a-ling That`s the sound, the dead man hear The dead man hear when death is near I take my pipe and say fuck it Whip and lug it Straight to the nugget Out cold in a flash, a dash Then I pushed his ass off the ROOF and straight jacked the sleigh The ghetto`s payday from the Santa Claus killa Chorus Нравится песня? 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