다시 또 snow is falling 온 세상이 하얗네 사람들 모두 모여 콧노래를 부르네 짝없는 양말 같지 덩그러니 나 혼자야 하필 또 거릴 밝힌 조명은 왜 이렇게 예쁠까? 이 추운 공기가 싫어 난 다들 뭐가 좋은 걸까 Christmas is business 위로를 해, 애써 혼잣말처럼 Oh, I hate this Christmas 연인들뿐인 이곳에 Oh, I hate this Christmas 나만 혼자 외롭게 올해도 멍하니 쌓여가는 흰 눈 바라보며 나 홀로 추운 Christmas 지나길 바라 hate this time of year 사랑에 빠져버린 계절 속에, I'm alone 괜히 넘겨 보는 달력 영화를 봐도, home alone 달콤한 초콜릿도 오늘 하루는 좀 씁쓸해 지난 추억 속에 빠져 괜히 널 또 생각해 Oh, I hate this Christmas 연인들뿐인 이곳에 Oh, I hate this Christmas 나만 혼자 외롭게 올해도 멍하니 쌓여가는 흰 눈 바라보며 나 홀로 추운 Christmas 지나길 바라 hate this time of year 나눠 끼던 장갑, 빨개지던 코 눈이 내려올 때마다 너를 떠올려 여전히 난 그립나 봐 함께 했던 겨울 못 잊고 아직 waiting for you Oh, I hate this Christmas 아직 난 네가 필요해 Oh, I hate this Christmas 너는 대체 어딘데 Oh, I hate this Christmas 오늘따라 더 간절해 Oh, I hate this Christmas 네가 없는 계절에 올해도 멍하니 쌓여가는 흰 눈 바라보며 돌아올 다음 Christmas 너와 함께이길 바라고 있어

(Feat. Ricky D, Poppy, Trae, U-Neek, Scooby, Paul Wall, Y) [Talking] Yeah, you bitch ass niggaz can't breathe huh We taking all, after marks mayn It's the Mista-Mista, in your motherfucking face Repping this dub, S-L-A-B And the motherfucking A.B.N Putting it in your back, you back stabbing bitches Yeah, so try and breathe motherfuckers [Hook x2] You niggaz won't breathe, if my niggaz don't eat We can take it to the streets, if you niggaz want beef My niggaz don't sleep, my niggaz gon ride And y'all niggaz gon die, if you really wanna try [Poppy] For seven years I've been running this race, running in place Through suffering hate, struggling waiting for something to shake And it's nothing to the Bay, as far as talent's concerned Haven't you heard, we known to this mental law challengers You been testing my patience, now I'ma challenge yours Look at my bloodline, bitch I'm known to damage curves Check out my pedigree, this is what I was bread to be Fuck being celebrities, just give me the feddy please I'm bout that getty-green, and getting it by any means Scoob, 'Nique and Pop mayn that Grit Boy Trinity It's no hope for you bitch niggaz, surrender please Trae, hit 'em with that semi-automatic symphony [Trae] It's mandatory, these niggaz on the verge of a temper-tantrum Cause I ran inside this bitch, and skeeted out with another anthem Raw ain't it, I let these niggaz breathe for a minute But now Slow Loud And Bangin' back, and we gon fight to the finish Fuck a script see I'ma blitz, and stick you hoes where you standing at Don't know the Terror Squad, but I'm gon have you hoes leaning back Now breathe, you bitches got me sick to the stomach And all this speaking with your hands, gon get you six to the stomach Gutter related with the Grit, so now the fan finna get ya Ain't it no way we gon let up hope, everyone of 'em hit ya Now walk with that, busted up ass old industry nigga And I'm a asshole, ain't no way to finish me nigga [Hook x2] [Unique] It's all trill for real, I'm so hood Same spot same corner, it's all good I got haters, so you might as well take a number It's fakers everywhere, and I can't let 'em take me under That's why, it's only wonder How to bring the heat like the summer, keep reaching from us to us Yeah, I'm smoother than a 75 Lincoln with the suicide do's, bitch you ain't know We spit vivid flows, spit it how we live it bro And I don't really think, you get the picture though I let my figgas grow, Russell Simmons mindframe But you'll get rushed with the semi's, fuck with mine mayn [Scooby] The block in me, built for a sky to read Had a lot of fake partnas, but not Unique Plus Poppy got my back, Trae asking where they at Then he call up S.L.A.B., them go get the gats If you fuck with me, you can get touched quickly If you ain't know by now, nigga we run the city It's mo', than the music fool You can end up, on the motherfucking news at noon dude You think you Bishop on the juice, mayn you not him Niggaz gon catch you, and really put your butt at brim And the clouds all that loud talk, you can get fouled out of the game Knock your ass down, like a sample of caine mayn [Hook x2] [Paul Wall] Everytime I turn around, I hear somebody hating But I'm patiently making moves, bringing home the bacon I came up in the game, slowly but surely Built my reputation up, to make the whole world know me People turned they back on me, but I can't fall off A couple friends came and went, but I just counted a loss I got the heart of a lion, and the mind of Einstein Steady climbing the ladder, in the mix on the grind I'm in the game, making chess moves I refuse to fail I might not win, but I sho won't lose I gotta get it, while it's here for the taking But it's too many people in my path faking, but I ain't tripping [Talking] Breathe motherfucker, what you niggaz get For running round this bitch, getting big headed Like we wasn't gon cause hell, on these streets nigga We been out here, it go down like that Slow Loud And Bangin', feel what I'm saying Always affiliated with the streets, 3-2 what's up baby S.U.C., Slow Loud And Bangin' Assholes by motherfucking nature, that's what it is yeah

If you wanna get something done You've got to do it yourself Get yourself up! get yourself up! (Zumbi) Uh oh uh oh Ya brain better let go Stressing when ya blessed I'm in ya chest so cease and seckle With the drama Got something for the daddys And mamas inna caddy rollin' Smoking some obama- So easy, i'm into slap mode I'm on another level something Like a black hole Get involved the rhythm Is a prob Everytime we start rocking Everybody form a mob- (Grouch) You slice up the city then we show up Stitching' the cut, i'm doctor enough Do a little ditty and they're mesmerized Quotin' my lyrics, "what he said was wise" "Yeah" if i do say so myself Ain't given 'em the minimum, i'm maximizing wealth Rain on your brain like i'm subsidizing health Care if you felt fairly dealt with Smell this cookin, it's unprocessed Keep lookin' and learnin' it's called progress She's burnin', we keep turnin' The page, the cheek, the tide, a new conquest Check me out, i'm on your station Comin' live with a new vibration Get bouncin', then start skankin' Feel it your middle, it's the healing of the nation' Get 'em up! get 'em up! now get 'em up! It's the healing of the nation' Get 'em up! get 'em up! Feel it your middle, it's the healing of the nation' Get yourself up! get yourself up! get yourself up! get yourself up! (Zumbi) Hey- Man they just ain't ready I'm heavier than metal Gas just like getty Deep off in the jungle Pass the machete We cut another trail When we bail thru ya city Burning babylon And chanting hari ram Got a secret incantation Make a lion be calm Feel the tiger balm And chant another psalm Planet earth this is birth Now we sounding the alarm (Grouch) You really wanna heal? breathe in breathe out You really wanna feel? what's in, let out You really won't regret what you left i bet Take a step, do a rep, get the hell off the net Take the noose off your neck Get loose, drink juice, read a book and then rest Hear the hook and digest It's worth all the work that it took and the stress Take a look in the mirror say "hero i'm fresh!" Check me out, i'm on your station Comin' live with a new vibration Get bouncin', then start skankin' Feel it your middle, it's the healing of the nation' Get 'em up! get 'em up! now get 'em up! It's the healing of the nation' Get 'em up! get 'em up! Feel it your middle, it's the healing of the nation' Get yourself up! get yourself up! get yourself up! get yourself up!