The Holiday Agenda

Lyrics
Villain—his agenda is clear Endin' this year with dividends to spare, here It's not meant for the seein' Went through the ceilin' after enterin' his center bein' It's the return of the tramp Who do a duet jam when Ernest goes to camp For the right earn, kna'mean like Vern We need some more oil for the machines to burn, learn Jiminy crickets He gets lucky like winnin' free tickets off sickly lyrics One man's waste is another man's soap Son's fanbase know the brotha man's dope A real weirdo with a bugged rare flow And the way his hair grow was ugly as a scarecrow He wears a mask so the charge won't grab On a rooftop with a large stone slab Heads up, talk white and thought niggerish Refuse to walk tight and got his off the vigorish Black licorice and equally as yucky How he handled the money was strictly Dan Stuckie Monkey hustle, man on fire Later for the date than the Hadron Collider And cost more, it be seemin' like a style DOOM leave the competition steamin' like a pile Smile, ding! Sparklin' jewels In effect like alternate side of the street parkin' rules Fools, the roach was never dead Live for a week then dehydrate with a severed head Instead, it was depicted as flicked in Split, the wicks lit (Can you dig it?) [Outro] We have got to try and find DOOM! Good luck!
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- Cookin Soul