» Intro: MC Hammersmith «

Hello and season's greetings
With Christmas fast approaching
I'd be asking myself the question; I ask myself every year at this time
Not what presents should I buy or what's the true meaning of Christmas
But mainly ''What if Santa was a gangsta rapper?''

» Verse 1: MC Hammersmith «

It's Christmas bitches, holy fucking night
It's cold outside so let me warm up the mic
If some naughty whack rappers are wishing to give me beef
I'll make these motherfuckers sleep in heavenly peace
Yeah, they'll be looking frosty when Santa is dropping
Right down their chimneys to hang them like stockings
My lyrics will burn rappers while they ain't looking
I'll put the heat on these plums like a Christmas pudding
You better watch out 'cos I'm about to spray shells
Gun ringing through the night louder than Santa's sleigh bells
Step to my gun, that's a total headfuck
'Cos I'll open fire like I'm roasting chestnuts
I keep calm as people say my lyrics are the greatest genius
Praised, but stay stable like the Baby Jesus