Santa Claus Goes Straight To The Ghetto

( ) = santa voice

[ ] = squeaky kid voice



Intro: bad a$$

Is that the black santa claus? (ho ho ho!  merry christmas!)

I want a super nintendo ... yeah, sega genesis, yeah,

Street fighter 2, all these games...

[mommy!  is that the black santa claus?

That is the black santa claus! mommee! mommee! mommee!]



Verse 1: dat nigga daz

It's 12.30 am, christmas eve

I'm out with the gangstas and thieves

Celebratin', postin' up with eggnog [head up up] in my cup

[put rudolph and moses] lil' bang-bangin' and coastin'

Down the block but be careful for the heart, because it's posted'

Some stay to this day that christmas ain't nothing but another day

But, out of respect, i gotta give the lord his day

Tell me, tell me, where do the homies and bums got to sleep? {nowhere}

Where do hungry and the needy-greedy's got to eat? {but who cares?}

Life is so crucial and cold, [it's worse] for the children

In this world they hopes and dreams can't afford

The young and old churches and spiritual dreams, seasonal things

Heard throughout the ghetto reaches gangstas and dope-fiends, huh

'cause those who ain't able get it now can finally get it