[Intro: Twisted Insane]
It's a murder on Christmas Eve
Jingle bells, I'm in hell
You gon be there too
Pull up on a reindeer
Coming down the chimney with the burner it's a murder on Christmas Eve
All my elves niggas
They do what I tell em to
Coming straight from hell nigga
[?] straight to hell I'm finna send em on Christmas Eve
[Bridge: Twisted Insane]
Find me in the chimney
Find me on the rooftop
Find me at your door
Coming down the chimney with the burner it's a murder on Christmas Eve
Never leave a witness (yеah)
Santa with the bi'ness (yeah)
Nеver leave a witness (yeah)
Santa with the bi'ness (yeah)
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Land on your roof and I'm kinda drunk
Last night was faded on Christmas Eve
Almost passed out but I'm not no punk
I'm in this bitch they won't make me leave
I hop out of my sleigh off the grape I got tons in this bitch I stay lit off a Christmas tree
Gone and then next year they missing me
I don't give two fucks who dissing me
You can hit a nigga 50 deep
Blood ain't no bitch in me
Tried em and bet he felt like that tree straight to victory
I don't want him up on MySpace so bitch give me 50 feet
Everybody better take off when I come down your chimney
Jiminy Cricket's is all I want to hear
I don't want these cookies, next time leave me beer
I'mma bring you to the dark side, make you live in fear
Taking everything in hear, I'll be back next year
Wrong Christmas Eve
It's a murder on Christmas Eve
Jingle bells, I'm in hell
You gon be there too
Pull up on a reindeer
Coming down the chimney with the burner it's a murder on Christmas Eve
All my elves niggas
They do what I tell em to
Coming straight from hell nigga
[?] straight to hell I'm finna send em on Christmas Eve
[Bridge: Twisted Insane]
Find me in the chimney
Find me on the rooftop
Find me at your door
Coming down the chimney with the burner it's a murder on Christmas Eve
Never leave a witness (yеah)
Santa with the bi'ness (yeah)
Nеver leave a witness (yeah)
Santa with the bi'ness (yeah)
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Land on your roof and I'm kinda drunk
Last night was faded on Christmas Eve
Almost passed out but I'm not no punk
I'm in this bitch they won't make me leave
I hop out of my sleigh off the grape I got tons in this bitch I stay lit off a Christmas tree
Gone and then next year they missing me
I don't give two fucks who dissing me
You can hit a nigga 50 deep
Blood ain't no bitch in me
Tried em and bet he felt like that tree straight to victory
I don't want him up on MySpace so bitch give me 50 feet
Everybody better take off when I come down your chimney
Jiminy Cricket's is all I want to hear
I don't want these cookies, next time leave me beer
I'mma bring you to the dark side, make you live in fear
Taking everything in hear, I'll be back next year
Wrong Christmas Eve
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