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(Run) |
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It was December 24th on Hollis Ave in the dark |
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When I see a man chilling with his dog in the park |
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I approached very slowly with my heart full of fear |
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Looked at his dog, oh my God, an ill reindeer |
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But then I was illin because the man had a beard |
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And a bag full of goodies, 12 o'clock had neared |
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So I turned my head a second and the man had gone |
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But he left and dropped his wallet smack dead on the lawn |
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I picket the wallet up then I took a pause |
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Took out the license and it cold said "Santa Claus" |
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A million dollars in it, cold hundreds of G's |
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Enough to buy a boat and matching car with ease |
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But I'd never steal from Santa, cause that ain't right |
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So I'm going home to mail it back to him that night |
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But when I got home I bugged, cause under the tree |
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Was a letter from Santa and all the dough was for me |
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(D.M.C.) |
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It's Christmas time in Hollis Queens |
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Mom's cooking chicken and collard greens |
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Rice and stuffing, macaroni and cheese |
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And Santa put gifts under Christmas trees |
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Decorate the house with lights at night |
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Snow's on the ground, snow white so bright |
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In the fireplace is the yule log |
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Beneath the mistle toe as we drink egg nog |
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The rhymes you hear are the rhymes of Darryl's |
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But each and every year we bust Chrsitmas carrols |
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(Christmas melodies) |
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(Run-D.M.C.) |
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Rhymes so loud and prod you hear it |
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It's Christmas time and we got the spirit |
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Jack Frost chillin, the hawk is out |
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And that's what Christmas is all about |
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The time is now, the place is here |
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And the whole wide world is filled with cheer |
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(D.M.C.) |
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My name's D.M.C. with the mic in my hand |
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And I'm chilling and coolin just like a snowman |
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So open your eyes, lend us an ear |
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We want to say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! |
