My pops came from Bed Stuy, my mom came from Africa I'm more a nigga if you know what I mean They hooked up in the '70's when liquor and weed was heavy
Thee You have whipped the Philipino Now you rule the Western Sea Americans dream of gypsies, I have found Gypsy knives and gypsy thighs That pound and pound and pound and pound And African
heartless town that hurts and mocks And on a chair anywhere I will sit down and cry And close my eyes Against the Christmas windows Here in Christmas
had Christmas down in Africa I had Christmas down in Africa I had Christmas down in Africa (5 golden rings!) I had Christmas down in Africa (5 golden rings!) I had Christmas down in Africa
space junk She was [Incomprehensible] by space junk In New York, Miami Beach Heavy metal fell in Cuba Angola, Saudi Arabia On Christmas Eve said Nomad A Soviet sputnik hit Africa
junk When she was hit by space junk "In New York, Miami beach Heavy metal fell in Cuba Angola, Saudi Arabia On Christmas eve", said Norad A soviet sputnik hit Africa
Can you chill a can? Can you spill a can? Can you kill a can? I know I can, I know I can Can an American a Republican fuckin' with this African Can from
Christmas bells that ring there Are the clanging chimes of doom We'll, tonight, thank God, it's them Instead of you And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmas
a bathing suit [Chorus: Demoz] Light a candle in the snow, fuck a Christmas carol You can kill a Cambodian can?t kill a pharaoh Kill a African Spanish
like sewing machines and Jesus when the shadows of the barrel pointing out my boy' Camarro I get punished like pharaoh for splittin' You're better off singing Christmas carols for Christmas
the sparrow, mind narrow 2 positions, horoscopes and tarots Hark harolds, angels and Christmas carols Raven images hang from the mantels Man made slaves and modern day babbles Raw from Africa
the Christmas bells that ring there Are the clanging chimes of doom Well, tonight thank God it's them instead of you And there won't be snow in Africa, this Christmas
the Christmas bells that ring there Are the clanging chimes of doom Well, tonight, thank God It's them instead of you And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmas
sewing machines and Jesus When the shadows of the barrel pointing out my point camarro I get punished like Pharrow for splittin' You're better off singing Christmas carols for Christmas
the Christmas bells that ring there Are the clanging chimes of doom Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmas
And the Christmas bells that ring there Are the clanging chimes of doom Well, tonight thank God it's them instead of you There won't be snow in Africa this Christmas
