Twas the night befo' Christmas, and all through the hood,
Everybody be sleepin' and they sleepin' be good.
We hung up our stockins, an hoped like all heck,
That dear Ol' Obama's, gunna bring us our checks.
All of the family, was ly'in on the floor,
dis cuddled with her boyfriend, and Maki with some whore.
Ashtrays were all full, empty beer cans and all
When I heared such a fuss, I thought...."Sh'eet, it must be the law".
I pulled open the curtains, and what did I see?
I was expecting the sherrif, with a warrant for me
But what I did see, made me say " Lawdy, look at that"
But a big ole sled, pulled by the mod pack
Now over all these years, Santa be jolly
But now it appears, hes taken a down-folley
Faster then a police car, that santa he came
And called up his modsquad, he called then by name
On Wilson, On turner, on Þórólfsson Too,
On embellisher, on duty On majormetal, How could I forget you?
He landed his sled, right there in the street
With this sight on my lawn, I hid under the sheet
But santa, oh, He picked the lock on my door
I thought to myself " Damn, You've done this before!"
He had a big bag, Full of toys, It was grand
But I hid from now, For fear of being banned
He left me no presents, Just stole all my ****
He Took my cash, my guns, and my new burglars kit
Then out the window, He quickly flew
FL woulda shanked him, But he took his knife too!
He hoped on his sled, Yes he qot on real quick
He deleted his posts, He deleted them slick
He shouted a warning, He shouted it loud
" NO POSTS ABOUT POLITICS, THOSE AREN'T ALLOWED"
Merry Christmas TB.
