Twisted Insane - Santa's Slay lyrics

December 24th, I’m on the road again
Making sure the kids ain’t gotta be
Up at the store again
Dasher, Donner, Blitzen
Nigga look at what I’m rollin’ in
Pull up on your roof
I take a poop and then I throw it in
Going in a minute
If I fall then yell "Geronimo!"
Krampus gotta get you and then beat
You and I gotta go
Went to get my kids some shit
December be impossible
The store been fucking up and
So I had to call inaudible
Christmas time
I told my wife to sit on Santa’s lap
Push and hurt, that pussy squirt
And then she took a nap
(Then what’d you do?)
Back on the sleigh through the night
Pushing through the winter, I had no dinner
I should’ve made something before I came here
Maybe a little medical edible
Nothing for me to eat
Not even a hair off a reindeer
Now I’m in the kitchen
Looking through your shit
I open up the fridge n’ get
A bottle of your lame beer
Back up on the rooftop
Taking everything up in the kitchen
When you wake up, bitch I ain’t here

You will bleed on Christmas Eve if
You get in my way
I’ll come down your chimney
Let Santa seal your fate
Have my milk all heated up
With cookies on my plate
Before I come up in your room, kill you
And get away santa’s Slay

Now I’m back and I’m flying over your city
Ain’t nobody coming with me
I’m bout to pull up and Babe Ruth
Drop a couple of presents off
And I’m missin’ em
Why the fuck am I tripping?
Bitch I was sipping on Grey Goose
Hurry the fuck up Donner and Blitzen
I gotta piss faded, I made a racket
I’m stepping on ornaments
Somebody should’ve warned you bout the
Mean old Mr grinch
I really should’ve started
Now I’m coming off the bench shit!
Crest the Christmas Party
Spike the eggnog with my rum
I hope they all are ready
The night only has begun
Everybody drunk as an elf
Even at the Brain, they sippin’
That nigga pointed at the one
That got the red nose
Fed up with some bullshit
Little kids is looking little Timmy
What the fuck you out the bed fo’?!
Taking everything up under your tree
Ain’t shit in life for free, bitch
Santa Claus said so and you never seen shit
Only that bloody red sleigh
When we came with the lead smoke

You will bleed on Christmas Eve if
You get in my way
I’ll come down your chimney
Let Santa seal your fate
Have my milk all heated up
With cookies on my plate
Before I come up in your room, kill you
And get away santa’s Slay