Day After Thanksgiving; Loyal Patrons Shopping The Malls,
Decking The Halls; Hood Bedrooms? Couple Shots In The Walls..
Hope To Cover With A Clock Or A Cloth; Imagining That They're,
Rich, To Stray Away From The Madness; Its Not Stopping The Thoughts..
Gifts? Santa's Not Droppin' Em' Off: Skipped Ours, Hit Homes Lavish & Such
Shit...We're Lucky To Get A Coloring Book, Or A Fruit Basket With Nuts
Bags From Babbages? None; Halo 2? Parents Say "No" Too,
Saying The Best Gift In The World Is Love....and They Love You
Maybe Cuz Their Poverty-Stricken; Unable To Acknowledge Your Wishes,
That Makes Some Children Wake Up Dec. 25; Forgot It Was Christmas..
Just An Artificial Tree; Kids Wishing Its Was Surrounded By Gifts,
No White Christmas Outside; Just White Outlines, Surrounded By Clips..
Christmas Eve? Just The Sound Of The 5ths; No Jingle Bells, Or Glee,
Supposed To Be Celebrating Jesus' Birth; Yet It Feels Like Hell To Me..
So Kris Kringle? I Fail-To-Believe...He And Reindeer Ever Existed,
Parents Forgiven, They Struggled; Knowing They Had Better Intentions..
This Is A Letter, My Gift List; Let Santa Visit The Hoods Where We Live,
Cuz He Doesn't Come Often; We Even Set Out The Cookies & Milk...

Keyed..

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In The Game So Deep, Fiends Can Catch A Freeze Off My Kneecap....Can Ya'll Believe That

Hmm... Started off real fucking sick... Deep with the emotion... Great piece... Rest wasnt bad... But the beggining was sick as fuck... Good drop... 9/10

good looks fam...

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In The Game So Deep, Fiends Can Catch A Freeze Off My Kneecap....Can Ya'll Believe That

this needs a bump......

illness str8 illness......no wonder these cats are sleepin.....afraid to give props....

d.a.

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hey yo this poem was sick from jump to land
you got this shot down so stay up