Intro:
We back again, LRG(ou)
Xander, t0bee, eminent (wo)
Are you readyuyyy!! No

Chorus(t0bee)
Christmas we don't care
We play solitaire
Christmas in the air
Yeah we want your fear
It's a Christmas Dread
Your ni&&a is dead
We don't gingle bells
We take you to hell

T0bee verse:
(T0bee)this is Christmas yh we use it for our business
Blood and bones, yh we put it on our wishlist
I'm your dad, I can buy you anything
Make a blood sandwich and I put you in the thing
Christmas error, Christmas terror, yh we give you Christmas horror
My name's t0bee, I'mma zombie
And I eat your brains for money
I'm living my life like hakuna Matata
I may not be santa
But i am your father
Eating you up like a Christmas lasagna
Slit your throat put the blood in a cup
For Christmas night!
Alexxander.xx verse:
Christmas time, where's the light
All I need is Netflix, bae by my side
What was that, in the cool windy air
Goosebumps on my skin, oh no
I am getting scared
I think I'm going to hide
I think I'm loosing my mind
Ran up to my room
Lock that place up so tight
Turn on the light
Heard a knock on the door
Suddenly door on the floor
No!, No!, No!, No!, No!, No!, No!
Xmas Dread, Xmas Dread
Before I knew it I was wrapped up in these golden chains (eih)
Xmas Dread, Xmas Dread
Before i knew it i was wrapped up in these golden chains

Chorus:
Christmas we don't care
We play solitaire
Christmas in the air
Yh we want your fear
It's a Christmas Dread
Your ni&&a is dead
We don't gingle bells
We take you to hell
Eminent verse:
Gladness in the blood there's no faking (oh)
Been a grim ripper to a lot of songs
When I'm in the feature you know shii is real
I slay all my demons with a pitching kill
B+tch watch im a dread to all of your christmasy feelings
I'm just one of those bad boo angels to witness
Watch me go grim ripper on all of your christmasy presence
Adjust so dangerously and dancing to your presence
I go ghost on your Christmas and don't care if it eats up your presence
The mad vibes gknna take away the happiness and teach you a lesson
Put you on folk take, back up your ass and then expose it
This rap thing ain't a joke or game so ni&&a dont you take it likely
It is a dread to your whole bad face so don't you dare step in this country
Putting my back end to your black face is my present for Christmas
Hold up the speed
There's no traffic in my judgingg
This Xmas is prison to you Peter Poker and I'm your warding
(Eminent)
Flips passed, everybody wanna hear the hits passed
Hit passed, everybody wanna go for Xmas
Watch the demon come back with the flow and bass and shaft in the years passed
When the chefs cooking on something in the kitchen
When you wanna be sleeping
Then you want come back for the day
Demons or damn for the Christmas night
Chorus X2
Christmas we don't care
We play solitaire
Christmas in the air
Yeah we want your fear
It's a Christmas Dread
Your ni&&a is dead
We dont gingle bells
We take you to hell