Insane Clown Posse - Santa Killas Lyrics
(Shaggy 2 Dope)It's the holiday seasonCandy Canes, cookies sprinkle the townEveryone's jolly, happy, and merryThe dead sing carols in the cemetaryI went up to the mall to meet a Santa ClausWhy you wanna meet a Santa Claus??Just becauseHe's a star and I wanna get his autographDid you meet the fat bastard??You don't know the halfSo I waitin' line with my pad and penI finally got up to the ***** and he had a grinHe said he's been watchin' me and I'm a disgraceSo I reach for the nine and shot him in the spineAll the kiddies runnin', screamin' and cryin'Santa ain't breathin' I think that he's dyin'He's tryin' to move so I boot him in his grinHA***** should've known about the Santa Claus killa(Chorus 2x)Santa ClausI'm comin'I'm comin'I'm comin'The Santa Claus killaz(Mike E. Clark)I'm a Santa Claus killa***** what the ***** you know aboutYou know nothinSo ***** turkey and stuffinI drink a straight 40***** that shitty egg nogCause I'm a wicked clown straight up freak dogI gets paid I'm pickin up the G ShitAnd Santa Claus ain't never brought me shitThe fat slop doesn't drink my milkSo don't come around ***** or get your cap peeledI'm Mike ClarkI'm pimpin' through Clark ParkIn a 1981 SkylarkAnd its dusted, dented and rustedDon't look or get your lips bustedSanta Claus won't bring me a BMSo I'mma choke that ***** when I see himMC, Detroit big wheelerBut on Christmas Eve Im a Santa Claus killa(Fink)It's Christmas EveAnother time to decieveGot another trick up my sleeveHe won't leaveI just wait Tick-Tock-TickySomeone told me what the ***** is Saint NickieNick, prick North Pole hick***** ass sap, what the ***** is that?Sounds like Rudolph and the whole cliqueIts time for some down with the clown G ShitI hear the fat ***** in the chimneySpark up the matchesFire catchesAnd I burn that mother*****er upWha Wha What The *****!Cooked his ass with a crackling soundWatch as the ash comes juggling downI smoke them bones and I get much illaFink, The Eastside GThe Santa Claus killa(Chorus 2x)Santa ClausI'm comin'I'm comin'I'm comin'The Santa Claus killaz(Violent J)One last minuteI get's deadlySit back childrenCheck the medleyIts cold out, I could give a ***** lessCause I'm waitin' on a ***** in a red dressA fat ***** with a big white beardStrapped with a big lead pipe I'm gearedI hear bells, Jing-a-Ling-Jing-Ling-Ding-a-LingThat's the sound, the dead man hereThe dead man here when death is nearI take my pipe and say ***** itWhip and Lug ItStraight to the nuggetOut cold in a flash, a dashThen I pushed his ass off the roofand straight jacked the sleighThe ghetto's payday from the Santa Claus killa(Chorus 2x)Santa ClausI'm comin'I'm comin'I'm comin'The Santa Claus killaz
