Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song X-Mas is Dead , by - Esham. Release date: 26.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
X-Mas is Dead |
| Every day for me is like pay day |
| Rockin' it and still gettin' paid, they like no way |
| 'Cause they doin' the and scream mayday |
| They ask me why I do it, I’m doin' it for my babies |
| For my babies, I’m doin' it for my babies |
| They ask me why I do it, I’m doin' it for my babies |
| For my babies, I’m doin' it for my babies |
| They ask me why I do it, I’m doin' it for my babies |
| Sellin' sludge, get money since the eighties |
| The game’s to be sold, I told you gotta pay me |
| Rockers out here these days goin' crazy |
| They actin' these catfish fish fillet me |
| I know it ain’t no love in this game, you can’t betray me |
| And even in stereo, you still couldn’t play me |
| Get used and abused, come in this game, get schooled |
| boy girl, and no I’m not diffused |
| Won’t catch me the Yeezys, G, Converse like Eazy-E |
| When I say I walk on water, I was slingin' PCP |
| Well, if you walk on water, you gon' drown in the sea |
| But if you walk on water, you should walk it like me |
| Well, if you walk on water, you gon' drown in the sea |
| But if you walk on water, you should walk it like me |
| I’m cold as Jack Frost livin' north next to Saunta Claus |
| One snowflake’ll cause a' avalanche, blast the off |
| Go to the jungle, slap a gorilla, rip his bananas off |
| Before me and your wife made a sex tape, I made sure the cameras was off |
| Billionaire left you all alone in that big house |
| I’ma come through and put my, in your big mouth |
| It ain’t over 'til the fat lady sing, I do my thing |
| Whole bird, chicken wing, ba da boom, ba da bing, ring |
| Every night for me is like «get paid» |
| You switch up 'cause you bitch made, they should’ve called you switchblade |
| No snitchin' allowed, I’ll play no songs that no snitch made |
| You hear me bustin' wicked shit, then you don’t gotta upgrade |
| Singin' these lyrics might get you locked up, state |
| Countin' money all night, the reason that I’m up late |
| «Hey, did you say your prayers? |
| Good, now get some sleep. |
| " |
| Somebody just shot Santa Claus |
| Ridin' his sled, took all his toys |
| Now Christmas is dead, Christmas is dead |
| Christmas is dead, Christmas is dead |
| Somebody just shot Santa Claus |
| Ridin' his sled, took all his toys |
| Now Christmas is dead, Christmas is dead |
| Christmas is dead, Christmas is dead |
| It’s ridiculous, I’m shippin' packages like Saint Nicholas |
| Lookin' at your Christmas list, the mind of a lunatic |
| Frosty the snow kid got COVID |
| Christmas is dead, no «ho ho ho» shit |
| «Please don’t punish me» |
| Somebody just shot Santa Claus |
| Ridin' his sled, took all his toys |
| Now Christmas is dead, Christmas is dead |
| Christmas is dead, Christmas is dead |
| Somebody just shot Santa Claus |
| Ridin' his sled, took all his toys |
| Now Christmas is dead, Christmas is dead |
| Christmas is dead, Christmas is dead |