I'll be home real soon, don't cry, it's iight [Chorus] I know it might seem like it's all good But this is what it's like in the hood I rep my set like
it, but I don't change Just for the holiday You can have your Christmas tree Go get drunk on New Years Eve Some look forward to it, but I don't change
Christmas Eve in Birmingham It's a long, long way from Bethlehem Mary and Joe live outside of town On an old, run-down farm Mary says, Joe, you'd better
come you don't like him? Naw, I don't like him 'cause you don't like him How 'bout we post it all over the net? I'll do the typin' He drops his new songs
Skies ain't gonna cloud no more, the crops ain't gonna fail Caught a blue bird by the toe, a rainbow by the tail A certain man with eyes that shine Voodooed
it unless it come from me Guess whos the boss, nigga my squad deep But Glasses Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
blood Now ya sag, you use the blunt Now ya known as the favorite groupie Goin' to camp and it ain't Camp Snoopy But I ain't surprised It's 12 months
t hear it (Nigga!) [Stack Bundles] Yo...listen I got an explanation for my mouth... I ain't been shot yet (Nahhh) Swolderin' fever, and y'all ain't get
time It's Christmas up here What d'ya mean up here? It's Christmas ev'rywhere Yeah, but it ain't all Christmas Like it's Christmas in Harlem No Ev'
say it again if you will Ooh Have you got the nerve To give it up at the beginning? And does it hurt you? (Does it hurt you?) And does it hurt you? (
not what it appear I fear being rare my costume aware I swear I won't take it off like near It's weird Even when I take it off shits near The summer
the back of your mind you know it ain't her fault (nah) I ain't mad at all, I'm just bothered I get honest for real I ain't been the best father like
won't hear it (Nigga!) [Stack Bundles] Yo...listen I got an explanation for my mouth... I ain't been shot yet (Nahhh) Swolderin' fever, and y'all ain't
you ain't fukkin them then you ain't fukkin me either. Ya think ya man hot well fukk it me ether. Heard I got gwap wanna kick it like f.I.f.a. Everyday
light on your sons They sent you a million prayers, you ain't answered near one {"Ohh, it's a shame, baby baby"} It's a shame I'm down on both knees,
about it unless it come from me Guess whos the boss, nigga my squad deep But Glasses Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
on trial I was laughing when they took me away Off to the asylum in an old black Mariah It ain't home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail It ain't