It was my brain tellin me what to do cause i was in pickle
I'm rapping on spot and i'm still feeling cheerful
Hohoho merry cristmas little boy
Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy
Getting you sprung and merry
My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready
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