Buck Santa Jurassic 5

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the pad
The Regulars was ballin and gearin like mad
When all of a sudden someone kicked in the door
People dive under the tables who had seen him before
A dirty dog's face and a dog school hat
A louis raw suit and a .45 gat
And this is why he said...

[Verse 1]
Merry what? Who gives a fuck about St. Nick
Satan with his claws and his devilish gifts
I wish I would catch Santa
Tipsy off the whiskey, climbin down the chimney
A bullet in his head would be the remedy for all my childhood memories
Now what's a tree got to do with nativity?
You know, the birth of Christ-- Mary, son
Messiah to the so-called chosen ones
Now if you really believe and ya gots to achieve
Jeremiah: 10 "Be not the way of the heathen"
Who goes in the forest, cuts down a tree
Bring it back home and treat it like it's family
You give it presents, drape it in gold
Incorporate it with some white devil from the north pole
Ho, Ho ,Ho's Is what we seem to be
And a bottle of rum to drink away the memory
I hope Santa catch a cap like a Kennedy
I'm the originator from now to infinity
I hope Santa catch a cap like a Kennedy
Booyaka, for all my childhood memories