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Twiztid - Murder City Christmas Lyrics (with Insane Clown Posse)

Twiztid – Murder City Christmas Lyrics (with Insane Clown Posse)

Christmas, ho ho ho!

A Murder City Christmas! West side, east side!

[Monoxide Child:]
On the east side where we ride and die,
Blowin’ green trees underneath Christmas lights.
Got the sweet leaf passin’, when the time is right
I’ma kill a mother fucker tonight! (Sounds right!)

[Violent J:]
On the west side, Santa smokes PCP.
Wrecked his landing, got stuck in a tree.
Crackheads climbed up and robbed his ass,
butt naked, found him in the dumpster trash!

[Jamie Madrox:]
On the east side, we keepin’ the red green,
Smokin’ on a fatty, we’re trimmin’ a Christmas tree!
Ain’t nobody on the streets because it’s too cold,
In the Murder City, blood turns to red, icy cold!

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
On the west side, it’s more cold and presents,
Handed out to the kids by Zugg island, represented,
Is a Christmas Eve of black-ass snow,
The only white powder you see is bagged and sold!

[Chorus:]
Christmas, ho ho ho!
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas! (West side, east side)
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas!
Ho ho ho!
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas! (West side, east side)
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas!

Ho ho hah, ho ho! The holidays are a time of giving and receiving!
Give me some money so I can receive me a warm bottle of (hotes?)

[Violent J:]
On the west side, people got kids to feed.
Mom’s a hooker and I’m selling brown weed,
Suicide rates rise, everybody needs money,
So Frosty’s cute-ass jokes ain’t funny!

[Monoxide Child:]
On the east side, we like to go out west!
Grab Shaggy n’ J and start killin’ till the sun set!
Not fun, yet? Gimme a sec,
I gotta throw away tech for the special event

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
On the west side, we throw up, have sex,
Fuck a resolution, we set up new years bomb threats!
Hood-rat hoes, with mistletoe made with chemicals,
Another Zombie froze every time the wind blows..

[Jamie Madrox:]
On the east side, my pockets are straight lint,
So I stole like a theif, cause my money was like spent!
Got a repo on my door and an eviction notice in the center,
How could the holidays get any better!?

Excuse me, lady! Ho ho, but I happened to notice your purse!
Could I have some tip for the holiday, you bitch!? Please! Ho ho ho ho ho!

[Violent J:]
On the west side, Rudolph’s red light nose
Means cheap ass sex from his strung out hoes!
Their toes are frozen, all in the streets,
With shivering teeth still nibbling meats!

[Jamie Madrox:]
On the east side, believe me, I’m not a Scrooge!
I’m a serial killer, tired of wearing some bloody snow boots!
Kinda havin’ to choke my way through the holidays,
So I’ma do it right this time and get paid!

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
On the west side, we’ve got Santa the Crackhead.
He’ll get you a VCR for a dime bag.
He’s fat and old, but here’s the difference
His beard’s gray and nappy, and it smells like piss!

[Monoxide Child:]
On the east side, if you’re window’s open
Just know, somebody’s probably scopin’.
You should know that shit gets hot like everyday,
Even ’round Christmas time, we don’t play!

Happy Christmas, folks! Ho ho ho, hey..hey, little boy!
Come here and give Ol’ Saint Nick a bite of that Whopper,
You greedy little bitch!

[Chorus x2:]
Christmas, ho ho ho!
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas! (West side, east side)
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas!
Ho ho ho!
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas! (West side, east side)
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas!
Christmas, ho ho ho!
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas! (West side, east side)
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas!
Ho ho ho!
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas! (West side, east side)
It’s a murder, a Murder City Christmas!

[Twiztid – Murder City Christmas Lyrics (with Insane Clown Posse)]

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