Insane Clown Posse back in this motherfucka!!
Hey, I'm Violent J!!
Wasssssup?!?!?!?!?!
It's Christmas, time for a slaughter
Maybe your wife, maybe your daughter
It's midnight, I land my sleigh
Make way
For jolly Saint J
Climb down the chimney for the murder
Dressed as the fat man everyone's heard of
Shimmey down, shimmey down, what the fuck?
Somebody help me...I'm stuck
Now what to do, I feel wack
I got stuck in a chimney stack
But I hack and shimmer on down
Santa Claus clown
Can't fuck around now
Living room, shhh! I creep
Tippy toes cause they asleep
I pulled out the axe and slid down the hall
I got a gift for all of y'all
What's that? I better hide quick
Oh fuck, it's the real Saint Nick
And he must've been taking a shit
But regardless, I better move quick now
So I jumped him, Santa's no joke
Fucked around and got my damn neck broke
He's strapped, he shot, he didn't miss
(Bang! Bang! Bang!) I had a red Christmas
I'm dreaming of a dead Christmas
The kind you'll never ever get
Cause if you have a dead Christmas
That means you're dead and that's the end
Merry, merry Christmas, you fucking chump!!!
Season's greetings, loser!!
Yo, 2 Dope, kick it!!
Jack Frost nibbles, heh, but fuck that
Ain't got a home, so he nibbles on my nutsac
And my buttcrack
Toes and elbows
My nose is froze
Fuck you hoes
So, I made a friend like me, a snowman
He was down with the clown like a bro, man
Had a hat and eyes out of charcoal
And a pipe, we'd fill it with indo
Me and him sang songs in the snowflakes
He ate snowballs, I ate Corn Flakes
And we both would freeze our balls off
I was there every time his head falls off
I put it back on for him with a smile
He was my boy, made him from a snowpile
Then the storm came, heh, a blizzard
Snow, wind, ice, a blizzard
We pulled through, we hid in a alley
The next day it was like Sunny Valley
He was melting and I was just fine
He got pissed and pulled out a .9
"If I'ma die, you should come with me
Cause we're boys." It hit me
Damn, I'm dying, I'm dead, he got his wish
And alls I got is another red Christmas
Silent night, violent fight
Now I'm dead, one to the head
Christmas this year seems so wack
Happy New Year, bitchboy!!!
Hey!!
I got a New Year's resolution for your chicken-faced mother to kiss my mothafucking ass!!!!
Jingle bells!! Jingle bells!!
Jingle all the way!!
Ask your fuckin' momma, bitch
The ICP don't play, hey!!
Wicked clown!! Wicked clown!!
Bitches, drop your drawers
Don't talk back
Just suck my sac
And fiddle with my balls!!
Yeah...ICP...Southwest for life...Christmas time, ya
know what I'm saying?...Mr. Kris Kringle...You fat
bitch...Motherfucker, never gave me shit...I'ma slap
you cross your red ass face, motherfucker..
Southwest down