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[run]It was |
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December 24th on |
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Hollis ave in the dark |
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When I see a man chilling with his dog in the park |
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I approached very slowly with my heart full of fear |
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Looked at his dog, oh my god, an ill reindeer |
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But then I was illin because the man had a beard |
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And a bag full of goodies, 12 o'clock had neared |
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So I turned my head a second and the man had gone |
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But he left his driver's wallet smack dead on the lawn |
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I picket the wallet up then |
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I took a pause |
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Took out the license and it cold said "Santa Claus" |
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A million dollars in it, cold hundreds of g's |
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Enough to buy a boat and matching car with ease |
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But I'd never steal from |
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Santa, cause that ain't right |
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So I'm going home to mail it back to him that night |
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But when I got home |
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I bugged, cause under the tree |
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Was a letter from |
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Santa and all the dough was for me[d.m.c.] |
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It's Christmas time in |
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Hollis queens |
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Mom's cooking chicken and collard greens |
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Rice and stuffing, macaroni and cheese |
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And Santa put gifts under |
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Christmas trees |
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Decorate the house with lights at night |
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Snow's on the ground, snow white so bright |
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In the fireplace is the yule log |
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Beneath the mistletoe as we drink egg nog |
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The rhymes you hear are the rhymes of darryl's |
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But each and every year we bust chrsitmas carrols[run-d.m.c.] |
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Rhymes so loud and prod you hear it |
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It's christmas time and we got the spirit |
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Jack frost chillin, the? orchas out? |
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And that's what christmas is all about |
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The time is now, the place is here |
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And the whole wide world is filled with cheer[d.m.c.] |
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My name's d.m.c. with the mic in my hand |
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And I'm chilling and coolin just like a snowman |
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So open your eyes, lend us an ear |
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We want to say merry christmas and happy new year! |
