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it's christmas in the ghetto 
fa la la la la la la la 
it's christmas in the ghetto 
fa la la la la la la la 
dealers bakin  fiends are waitin 
fa la la la la la la la 
it's christmas in the ghetto 
fa la la la la la la la 

christmas in the ghetto just ain't worth shit 
tell santa claus he can suck my dick 
I guess I get the same fucking thing I got last year 
sittin in a bird dog drinking beer 
I don't have a job, no food, no fun 
but I got the dope, 3 ki's and a gun 
so I tell the fiends to me on the block 
open up shop and start sellin rocks 
I'm making big dollars off these motherfucking fools 
if they wanna jack, then the money's in my shoes 
now here comes a dope fiend begging for a hit 
saying can I please get a 50 dollar fix 
he showed me the money, then I went for my stash 
got the motherfucker a big 50 dollar bag 
the man said freeze and my mouth just dropped 
the stupid ass nigga was an undercover cop 
yea I was mad, but I didn't want to run 
starring me in the face was a big black gun 
now it's christmas eve and I'm locked behind bars 
sitting in a cell looking up at the stairs 
reminiscing about my kids with tears in my eyes 
thinking to myself I just want to die 
living in a house with no food, no heat 
it may be cold but hell is the street 
cause the place I'm from Santa don't leave gifts 
in my house Santa only shoplifts 
holidays in the hood ain't no motherfucking joke 
when people all around you is starving and broke 
cause if you black and poor, it's hell 
you only hear gunshots, you never hear bells 
so if you got a way out then go 
cause it ain't no fun with christmas in the ghetto 

Chorus 

this christmas ain't it, I ain't got shit 
waiting on santa is like waiting on a bitch 
now I'm going to the mall to get the fresh gear 
I'm from the projects, I've never seen a reindeer 
stick em up, stick em up, boom 
now you're doomed, I guess my present will be you 
now you know I'm jackin 
nine I be payin for the gas cause you know I ain't actin 
some say I'm the grinch cause I don't play 
how could he do this fucking shit on a holiday 
cause when I look I see reflections of me 
kids in the ghetto never had a christmas tree 
hand-me-down clothes for the new year 
the rich drink champagne, the poor drink beer 
no christmas cards, just a letter saying the rent late 
my little brother wanted a bike, he got skates 
now I don't give a damn, fuck Uncle Sam 
I thank God for the turkey, last year we had Spam 
looked out the window, what do I see 
dope dealers running from the police 
welfare cuts was the last line 
sent many people to the god damn soup lines 
homeless people with no shoes on they feet 
in and out of cans trying to find something to eat 
I reminisce to the people that ain't here 
hoping to have a better fucking New Year 
dope fiends selling t.v.'s and sweaters bro 
but I ain't tripping cause it's christmas in the ghetto 

yea, merry motherfucking christmas 
this EA-Ski and The Real Untouchables 
enjoy your motherfucking christmas you broke bitch 
cause christmas will never be the same in our black neighborhood 
so I'm saying outie 5-motherfucking-thousand 
and we out of this bitch 
oh,oh,oh yes 
all you broke motherfucking rappers out there 
making all these tapes 
you broke bitch you can't buy a god damn thing this christmas 
cause you done sold out you cunt 

yo man hold up (what?) 
what about the 3 days of christmas 
oh, okay man, i forgot, let's do this shit 
C cut the music off 

on the first day of christmas a dope fiend brought to me 
a t.v. and a bitch from up the street 
on the second day of christmas a dope fiend brought to me 
2 VCR's and a t.v. and a bitch from up the street 
on the third day of christmas a dope fiend brought to me 
3 stolen rings, 2 VCR's, and a t.v. and bitch from up the street 

ha ha ha ha, shit I lived to to see another christmas

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