though Young Hov got the block on smash And everybody and their momma want to stop my cash Everybody want drama with the top of the brass 'Til I come
city where culture is on pause And if you can?t strum a guitar you ain?t a star No hating the kid grew up in a band brat In the brass section like the
have to crush ya Knock you down like a gust of wind if fists touch ya Cause I always stay on my grind like Chad Muska Take that suckas, hit em with brass
Christmas without smoking 'Til your parents went to bed If you made it through too Without sticking your nail scissors in my neck I'll buy you bras instead
[includes a quote from White Christmas (Berlin)] I'm dreaming . . . (Oh no-o-o!) There's a bomb to blow yo mommy up A bomb for your daddy too (ouch.)
When Jack Frost came for Christmas With a brass monkey date The rail-king and the scarecrow Hopped a Florida freight And they blew on their paper cups
and passing by a village square he heard a brass quartet whose christmas concerto in the key of g he felt lighten his every step CHRISTMAS CONCERTO (
the dread yo. Give him some head blow. Lonq as he kno he keep me fliier then a red bull. Don't qiive a damn when christmas is my bitches is president
, See how nice Mickey Mouse sleeps now? Even my brass drummer boy has stopped all his noise, Cause he knows it's past bedtime for toys. [Speaking] Ya know, every Christmas
by young lovers on the weekend, I like the Forth of July, when bombs start flashing, and I wish I had a shiny red top, a bugle with a big brass bell would
year passes I still feel on the run. Pull the winter inside me, I draw a picture, but it's not the way you plan, ever. Round cold Christmas time I never