Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Big Top - Icp

Slay bells jingle-ling ring jingle-ling
Horses, horses, horses,
Slay bells jingle-ling ring jingle-ling
(gunshot)
Santa suck my balls drunk as hell
Ringing bells at the malls prancer nixon and cupid
I'm a get stupid, ha ha ha,
Eh I sat around all under the chimney
Holdin my sack like gimme
I know that he's commin he's commin he must lookin up but rust, dust.
on my tv the very next day
I see your gettin leaden the parade
I'm sniper on the buildin
Listen to my go click,
a fat bitch
(2x) santa is a fat bitch
Santa claus is a fat
year and I ain't get shit
Another year I get shit if I hear him land on my roof
Ohh my I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth
Yeah I got to say about st. nick
Fuck hoe he never brought jack 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 need for christmas is my two teeth
I got my teeth, out my mouth
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 wasn't it all because,
(2x) a fat bitch
Santa is a fat bitch
fuck you 'cause your a hoe
Another and I ain't 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 ghetto those
and girls don't deserve anything
(in background: slay bells ringling jing jingle-ling horses, horses,
Horses, horses) santa claus, santa claus you been?
I see you got cookies and on your chin
I guess you had to collect your ends
You always down for your rich friend
But rudolf, he don't his slay my way
Nuthin but and coal for little j
I guess you fit down my chimney shaft
You need to loose of that fat ass, eh
All the rich bays they gettin paid
Countin the toys and ducats made me?
I got a little half little chunk of dog
I'm a kill that fat bitch 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
Slice bitch in the big red coat
I'm a bust your ass in the
For the
Christmas and whack
Not a stirring but a fuckin rat
I ain't hearin jingle bells I hearin nuttin
Aint smellin no turkey as hell ain't no stuffin
All I paid wished and prayed
That fat fucka would swing my way
off soldiers and rubber balls but
I woke up and some crusty old drawers
Just as I knew it again, and again, and again,and again
year I wake up to the same old shit....house there be no sign of the fat bitch
(2x) santa is a fat bitch
Santa is a fat bitch
(2x) another year and I ain't get
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 ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth
(2x) santa is a fat bitch
Santa is a fat bitch
Another year and I get shit I ain't ge-et shi-it
If I him land on my roof ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof
I'm a bust your ass in the
(record scratching)
He's got a fuzzy whit beard and a big smile,
A red hat you can see for a mile,
A bag full of goodies and a big grin,
comes santa claus again.