"BLK XMAS" lyrics

"BLK XMAS"
(feat. Bruiser Wolf & Sadhugold)

[Bruiser Wolf:]
All the shit you seeing
My nigga, nightmares didn't come during dreams (Nah)
Fiends is the zombies
Open the scene, armed robberies (Armed robberies)
Twin-fifteen carbon copies, autopsies (Autopsies)
Street life adopted me, dying young was the prophecy (That was the prophecy)
I was raised improperly in poverty
Malnourished, food a commodity (Yeah)
Bare feet, missing teeth (Missing teeth)
Raggedy clothes, you'd think they tryna trick or treat
Had to walk to streets when it was beef (When it was beef)
To be frank, it was gore (It was gore)
Scared to fall asleep, they want you to rest in peace in the morgue (In the morgue)
Gamblers, scammers, grandmas in pajamas (In pajamas)
Niggas home from the slammer tryna get a hold of the hammer (Of the hammer)
Funds is tight when the bread running your natural life
Or hit with the RICO for packaging white (For packaging white)
The strains to maintain can make you deranged (Deranged)
Acting strange 'cause meds do more than take away the pain (Yeah)
Insane, panic attacks, you can't relax (You can't relax)
From having first dibs to what's left of the scraps (Of the scraps)
Horror, drama, suspense (Suspense)
It's a thriller if you can pay the rent (Pay the rent)
Direct threats at people trying to evict (Ah)
This flick as real as it gets (Real as it gets)
Depicting it after living it, it's sickening
Bruiser

[billy woods:]
You walked a long way 'cause the shelter too crazy
You gotta test the yay nowadays, that shit brazy
Even the weed sprayed and they paying more, you couldn't pay me
You couldn't pay me
You walked a long way 'cause the shelter too crazy
You gotta test the yay nowadays, that shit shady
Even the weed sprayed, you couldn't pay me

Neighbors just got evicted
How you gon' put folks out a week before Christmas and they got kids?
Them people sick in the head, it's sickening
Everything niggas got, tossed in the street, crying kids, it's wicked
Took what they could fit in the cousin whip in two trips, the rest just sit
Nobody wants to be the first, but it's just sit
Eventually people start picking, sifting through
Not proud, but eventually, I was with 'em too
Pots and pans for the kitchen
Few old clothes, my kids is little, they won't know the difference
Dolls with their heads missing
Wild-eyed rocking horse, mouth carved into a frown
Family photos scattered on the ground
But they not in that family, I put 'em down
Light drizzle drove me back inside the house
Barred the door, sat on the couch, put the stuff on the floor, everywhere, it's hungry mouths
It's gnawing doubt
Dreams where teeth keep falling out
And they insisting it's hamburger meat, but it taste type foul
Didn't want the doctor to turn, I knew it'd something awful on the ultrasound
Sat up in my sleep, stifling the scream, that rent got me feelin' I'm fixin' to drown
Storm drains full of clowns, tent cities on the edge of town
Squeaky wheel on the shopping cart, so you know when they comin' around
What you took, you can't give back now
Nah, they on you like hounds


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