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
