歌詞:
Mist Christmas With Me

days grow dark I start to shine My eyes are firing off sparks at the passing time My memories want to spend christmas with me Christmas with me Christmas

days grow dark I start to shine My eyes are firing off sparks at the passing time My memories want to spend christmas with me Christmas with me Christmas

with that tramp again last night You know that silver-sequined arab black bitch The one that mama don't like ? " But mama she sings me moontime

I gets em, I'll be fuckin up they system or temperature cheer when I appear from the mist priceless, ice-diss and never see another Christmas You play Risk when you dealin with

have your life just begin? reading by the light of a lost christmas day it begins reading by the light of a lost christmas day tell me how many times

trunks "Mister, help me" 's what he said to me and then sunk Women skinning and then cutting them up in chunks In comes the woman with cocoa butter skin

know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once

guess I'll twist her, But give me a minute while I freak ya sista, Push the pista, Up against her, No offensta, but this pimpin' mista. Roll ya fist up

I gets em, I'll be fuckin up they system or temperature cheer when I appear from the mist priceless, ice-diss and never see another Christmas You play Risk when you dealin with