State to State - Nbhd Nick

Here's to the judges of John Roberts, Who wear the robe of honor in a phony legal form, And justices are stranger when the partisans report, When the court elected a president it was the beginning of this war, Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, John Roberts find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the government of Dick Cheney, With criminals posing as advisers to the crown, And they hope that no one sees the sites or that no one hears the sounds, Cause the speeches of our president are the remains of a clown Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, Dick Cheney find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the churches of Jerry Falwell, Oh the cross once made of silver now is turned to rust, And the Sunday morning services preach in fear of men in love, And God only knows in heaven they must trust Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, Jerry Falwell find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the laws of Alberto Gonzalez, Congress will pass an act in the panic of the day, And the Constitution's drowning in an ocean of decay, And freedom of speech is dangerous I've even heard them say, Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, Gonzalez find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the businessmen of George W, Who'll want to change the focus from Halliburton to Enron And their profits like blood money spilled out on the white house lawn, To keep their hold on power they're using terror as a con, While the bombs they fall on children don't know which side... don't care which side that they're on Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, George W find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of, George W find yourself another country to be part of

Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah Snow fall frozen Neck is frozen Catch me rolling I'm the chosen (one) Snow is falling Elfies calling Check my list twice Most of y'all done Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah Dasher, Dancer, Prancer and Vixen Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blizten No I can't forget about the one up front with the red nose When i fly high in my sleigh still stay Ten toes Bring the beat in, bring the trees in Put the lights up, 'tis the season Need no grinch types, no Ebenerzer's Don't believe this? Y'all need Jesus Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back Merry Christmas Everybody

MTM, hit 'em with heat Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival This a big pistol on me, pull the trigger, watch 'em scream Yeah, I'm really what I talk, just see these diamonds on my teeth I got full clip, thirty shots, watch it dunk I'ma head-shooter, knock your top off My Oxys like my shooters, they really slidin' shit I can't see no opp in public, they just hide and bitch My migo love me in the trap, I made a sales pitch Fish scale, stepped on, watch a mans glitch Fifty on the Rollie, that's a bust down I can't keep on floodin' out 'cause I'm too scared to drown I'm a dog, I'm a dog, no Georgetown He like an umpire, finna catch rounds Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Hit the strip, new clip, keep it on me 'case they pressin' This an XD .40, I don't play with Smith & Wessons Long range, broad day, it don't matter, watch me stretch him Yeah, I'm still two and oh, why they try to make me felon? I got love for my gang, ain't no way that I could tell 'em Bitch, it's death before dishonor, since a jit what I be reppin' Big steppin' in Adidas, yeah, I put the Gucci down Got twenty, thirty pairs, only wear 'em in the house She could never be the one, can't turn a hoe into a spouse Aw shit, spilled a pint of lean upon my brand new couch She could never be the one, can't turn a hoe into a spouse Aw shit, spilled a pint of lean upon my brand new couch Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival