Broke Christmas

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bukshot] My mom and daddy were some very good parents They did what they had to do to break their perseverance There was sacrifice, lots of sacrifice Many times they stooped low for me to have it nice They never had a lot of money but they made it work So many nights of seeing sweat and dirt on Daddy's shirt Never understood or got it till I got some years Growing up, facing fears, wiping up my tears No matter what, he'd always come through For my sisters and my brother, mysеlf and mama too Grime on his hands from the hustle and thе grind Not old enough to comprehend the muscle and the mind And even if he dropped the ball to pay some bills He never dropped the ball at Christmas time and that's for real Cause mom and dad's know that day their kids are sacred Get them presents it don't matter what it's paid with [Chorus: Bukshot] Broke Christmas (Christmas) And I'll never stop until there's food on my plate (my plate) It's just business (business) And my enemies won't understand until it's too late (it's too late) Broke Christmas (Christmas) And I'll never stop until there's food on my plate (my plate) It's just business (business) And my enemies won't understand until it's too late (it's too late) Broke Christmas (Christmas) [Verse 2: Bukshot] When I was seventeen daddy hit a bad spell Times got rough and work wasn't paying well Even keeping food on the shelf became a chore Arguments between my parents happened more and more Christmas time came around, shit was looking grim Bills barely paid, daddies pockets looking slim And back then every single kid including me Wanted the same thing underneath the Christmas tree A Sega Genesis back then was the shit Every single friend I had for sure was getting it Besides me, my dad was broke it wasn't happening So for me that meant no video game unwrappining So Christmas morning all my friends, they be playing games Besides me and the thought of that was fucking lame Just a first world problem of a teenage kid Stick around and listen to the stupid shit I did [Chorus: Bukshot] Broke Christmas (Christmas) And I'll never stop until there's food on my plate (my plate) It's just business (business) And my enemies won't understand until it's too late (it's too late) Broke Christmas (Christmas) And I'll never stop until there's food on my plate (my plate) It's just business (business) And my enemies won't understand until it's too late (it's too late) Broke Christmas (Christmas) [Verse 3: Bukshot] Now keep in mind that I was stupid and I'm still young And got the bright idea that I would go and steal one Hit the mall, went to Target no repent with this In and out quick, I hit 'em up stole the Genesis In the parking lot, met by security Snatched me up, oh my God the thought of dad brought fear in me Mama came and picked me up, I done shamed of it Never would it hold a candle to my daddies anger I embarrassed him and ruined our families holiday And every Christmas since then I reflect that day I made a promise to myself to always go hard Never let some hard times pull me and my kids apart So I hit the grindstone and grabbed the money bag Hit the hustle, give my kids the things I never had And that's the number one thing that's on my wish-list Never fail my kids, especially when it's Christmas [Chorus: Bukshot] Broke Christmas (Christmas) And I'll never stop until there's food on my plate (my plate) It's just business (business) And my enemies won't understand until it's too late (it's too late) Broke Christmas (Christmas) And I'll never stop until there's food on my plate (my plate) It's just business (business) And my enemies won't understand until it's too late (it's too late) Broke Christmas (Christmas)