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>It was December 24th in Jacksonville after Dark
>When I saw Tony chilling with his dog in the park
>He looked like a faggot maybe, I'm thinking he's queer
>Looked at his dog, oh my God, a bloody rear
>But then I was illin' 'cause Tony had a beard
>A man he called a woman, guess the check had cleared
>So I turned my head a second and Tony was gone
>But he must’ve dropped his bag of crack dead on the lawn
>I picked the cocaine up but then I took a pause
>Took out the razor and it said "blade for the cause"
>A dozen 8 balls in it, cold hundreds of G's
>Enough to buy ROH and Jeff Hardy with ease
>But I'd never steal from Tony, cause that ain't right
>So I'm going to mail it back after Dynamite
>But when I got home I bugged, cause under the tree
>Was a letter from Tony and the coke was for me
>It's Christmas time in Jacksonville
>Khan is cookin' crack and poppin pills
>Rice and Shida, Riho, Emi, bitch prease
>As Tony's cock gets eat up by fleas
>Doing blow and feeling lots of might
>I say Dynamite is so shite
>I see ol Saraya look at my hog
>Beneath the mistletoe but the bitch was bogged
>The crimes that you hear are the crimes of Tony
>But each and every year we work that jabroni