
Santa Killas Insane Clown Posse (Ft. Fink the Eastside G & Mike E. Clark)
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[Intro: Violent J]
(Merry merry merry, merry merry merry)
Hey, it's Christmas. It's Christmas in Detroit
(Merry merry merry, merry merry merry)
So we got a special Christmas treat
(Merry merry merry, merry merry merry)
We got Mike Clark on this shit. he's finna rap
(Merry merry merry, Chri-i-i-i-i-istmas)
And we got Fink from the east side. Oh, and we also got 2 Dope
[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J]
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 cemetery
Went up to the mall to meet a Santa Claus
"Why you wanna meet a 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
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, 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 grill
Ahh, bitch should've known about the Santa Claus killa
(Killa, killa, killa, killa, killa, killa, killa)
(Merry merry merry, merry merry merry)
Hey, it's Christmas. It's Christmas in Detroit
(Merry merry merry, merry merry merry)
So we got a special Christmas treat
(Merry merry merry, merry merry merry)
We got Mike Clark on this shit. he's finna rap
(Merry merry merry, Chri-i-i-i-i-istmas)
And we got Fink from the east side. Oh, and we also got 2 Dope
[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J]
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 cemetery
Went up to the mall to meet a Santa Claus
"Why you wanna meet a 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
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, 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 grill
Ahh, bitch should've known about the Santa Claus killa
(Killa, killa, killa, killa, killa, killa, killa)
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