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This Christmas(Queen Chiefa style)


Tis the season to be jolly,roll some blunts and pop some molly In the morning the kids will wake,to tear up paper and wreck their parents place When the night falls,the adults will play,we dress in our best and coming to slay All year we wait for this one particular day,where we spend all our money,eating good after we've prayed This day was reserved for the man up above,so lets come together in his honor and show some love Show love to the family,show love to the friends,show love to those who dont have family,waiting for their ship to come in May your holiday be filled with holiday cheer,may you reap all your blessings this income tax year Merry Christmas to all,stay strong on your feet,my gift to you all,is this love of Hood Poetry..
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