You said yesterday that its nearly Christmas
What did I want?
And I thought...
Just love me, love me, love me
Thats what I want for Christmas
Welcome to my center
Honeys feel it deep in they placenta
Cold as the pole in the winter
Ricochet off the vertebrae then splat where your heart be at
Now starts the cardiac arrest Where’s your vest?
You forgot now you slowly drop cuz your heart stopped
Beaten, your bitch-ass crew is retreatin
Niggas left you, fucked up passed out with your ass out
Pockets ran through stripped with your brains bashed out
Niggas wanna do me slugs just run through me
Like trees to branches
Cliffs to avalanches
It’s the praying mantis
Deep like the mind of Farrakhan
A motherfuckin’ rap phenomenon, plus
I make it hot
At your burial site I smoke blunts all night to the light
You said yesterday that its nearly Christmas
What did I want?
And I thought...
Just love me, love me, love me
Thats what I want for Christmas