Prompt / Lyrics
[intro] [spoken word] Hey man... If we gonna celebrate Christmas!!! We gonna do it Rasta! RASTA.....HEY....HO......RASTA rasta RASTAFARIAN.....hey ho....HEY YO [spoken word] Most people don't know.... In Jamaica we got snow..... It's not cold some people call it blow. Here's a story and.... it takes 12 days.... There is a moral to it.... and you'll be amazed.... Hey ...ho...hey...ho... here we go.... here we go now..... On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me A blunt and a pipe it was smoke free. Ya...hm.....ya...hm On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me Two more big bags of weed... Ya...hm.....ya...hm On the Third day of Christmas My true love gave to me three coconuts full of marijuana seed.... On the 4th day of Christmas my true love gave to me Two more Rastas and a 2 get out of jail free.... On the 5th day of Christmas My true love gave to me A big... bag... of ...blow five ...fingers ...deep! On the 6th day of Christmas My true love was nice ..... Six prostitutes addicted to ice! On the seventh day of Christmas My true love was bad ..... She gave me seven guns but with no mag On the 8th day of Christmas My True love gave to me.... Eight pills of ecstasy... 9th day of Christmas My true love gave me a tool.... Nine new people to use as a mule. On the 10th day of Christmas my true love gave to me A warrant for my arrest.... Don't matter...... I get out of jail free! On the 11th day of Christmas My true love gave to me 11 body guards ready to kill anybody for free.... On that 12th day My true love gave to me A bullet to the brain... And then she took over operationally.... After the holiday I didn't know how I would refrain But I finally got that bullet out my brain Now I'm back on the attack going to trick her where she lack. Take over the drugs cuz I'm back.
Tags
Dark, reggae,spoken word, drums and bass
Duration
3:04
Instrumental
No
Created
11/22/2025