Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Big Top - Icp

Slay bells jingle-ling jing jingle-ling
Horses, horses, horses,
Slay bells ring jing jingle-ling
(gunshot)
Santa suck my balls drunk as hell
bells at the malls dancer prancer nixon and cupid
I'm a get stupid, ha ha ha,
Eh I sat around all night the chimney
my sack like gimme gimme
I know that he's commin he's commin he lookin up nuthin but rust, dust.
Turn on my tv the next day
I see gettin paid leaden the parade
I'm that on the buildin
to my nine go click,
Santa's a fat
(2x) claus is a fat bitch
Santa is a fat bitch
Another and I ain't get shit
Another year I get shit if I hear him land on my roof
Ohh my undertaker I'm a bust your ass in the
Yeah I got somethin to say st. nick
Fuck that hoe he never brought shit no toys, candy canes, j
a lump of coal,
So I eat it, 'cause ain't nuttin in the cupboard
So be quick, quick and brief
All I for christmas is my two front teeth
I got my teeth, kicked out my
I a few numbers could you help me out
of known I guessed I'd show not a steak
No kinda I didn't get shit some say
I was bad but that it it's all because,
(2x) a fat bitch
Santa is a fat bitch
fuck you 'cause your a hoe
Another year and I got shit
Another year I ain't get shit if I him land on my roof
I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth oh-ho-ho don't go way
Rudolf that's the ho-ho those
Boys and girls don't anything
(in slay bells ringling jing jing jingle-ling horses, horses,
Horses, horses) claus, santa claus where you been?
I see you got and milk on your chin
I guess you had to collect your ends
You always been down for your rich
But rudolf, he don't bring his my way
but dirt and coal for little j
I guess you couldn't fit down my chimney
You need to some of that fat ass, eh
All the little rich bays they gettin
Countin the toys and they made me?
I got a little little chunk of dog shit
I'm a that fat bitch santa claus is a fat bitch
He ate too
Mcdonalds another and I ain't get shit
Mrs. claus is a ho if I hear him on my roof
that bitch in the big red coat
I'm a bust your ass in the
For the
Christmas and everything's
Not a creature stirring but a rat
I hearin jingle bells I ain't hearin nuttin
Aint smellin no sure as hell ain't no stuffin
All that I wished and prayed
That fat mutha fucka swing my way
Drop off soldiers and balls but
I woke up and found some crusty old
Just as I knew it again, and again, and again,and again
Every year I up to the same old shit....house there be no sign of the fat bitch
(2x) santa claus is a fat
Santa claus is a fat
(2x) year and I ain't get shit
year I ain't get shit
If I hear him land on my roof if I hear him on my roof
I'm a bust your ass in the
(2x) santa claus is a fat
claus is a fat bitch
Another year and I ain't get shit I ge-et shi-it
If I him land on my roof ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof
I'm a bust ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth
(record scratching)
He's got a fuzzy whit and a great big smile,
A red hat you can see for a mile,
A bag of goodies and a great big grin,
Hear comes claus again.