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Every I hear, "Happy holiday"
my religion? I do what the dollar say
That's why I celebrate
'Cause this overweighted redneck is big business

So all season I'm up
On black communities, is what I'm
And y'all me fat
All over America it's on that

lookin' for Saint Nick
Just me some cookies and get off my damn dick
You want a Nigga, please
Your is a wreck, and you're decoratin' trees

Now how can y'all be?
No in the kitchen, and you go and buy a tree?
And then say for the children, but you're grown
They can't miss what they ain't never

But since everybody else is out
You your child to worship a Satan
Better known as
in your pocket from L.A. to Atlanta

And pops, you're silly too
You shoulda told children Santa Clause is really you
And 'em the sadness
Before they got all caught up in madness

madness
A whole day dedicated to the

Is Sunday, and after church I'm goin' huntin'
For eggs, 'cause Santa was frontin'
He thought it was Passover
he never brought his ass over my house

But today I get new clothes
a little money, thank you Easter Bunny
For the basket of beans
Even I don't know what the hell he means

I read about him in the Bible
The little pagan idol
No wonder my is so twisted
But God my church wasn't broke-wristed

Even though I never
I I still can repent
ain't nobody perfect, but niggas so dense
We seem to only come together nonsense

Holiday
A day dedicated to the devil

October 31st is my
boys still at my do', 'cause I ain't gave 'em shit
But what you me in for?
Little yellin', "Trick or treat", all through my screen door

When y'all should be at home
of at my front porch 15 deep
The jack lantern in handy
Yo, I can turn my porch light out I ain't got no candy

But ain't somethin'?
You buy a Halloween and a pumpkin'?
Almost gave your children a attack
It's a tradition, but who the hell started

A whole day dedicated to the
That's one out of several
people don't think
But America to see a shrink for her holiday madness

Holiday
A whole day dedicated to the

Damn, I can't wait until it get
So I can light these up at the park
And my independence
It's the 4th of July, but I got 10 cents

I the jumbo assortment
Then came out the pocket for a goddamn
And the was a dud
It was lit, but it even left the mud

But at I got freedom where I'm at
Plus Red and Wild Cat
And open 24 hours
And right about now they got a on bloomin' flowers

So I'm to celebrate
4th 1930, the true date
'Cause in
Black people were in the mix

the comin' of W.B. Farrhad
The God in person, cursin' America
is bond
And left us Elijah and

Holiday
Holiday
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