Mistletoe & Wallabees

[Intro: Dave Chappelle]
Thank you all for coming another year
And to you and yours
Happy Holidays you triflin' ****
Wu Tang
Cookin' Soul

[Verse: Ghostface Killah]
Check it out, yo
Yo, God, show these niggas how we get deep, down and dirty
Like Keyon, got his wig pushed back, for five birdies
Yo, they got a hit placed on my head, what should the God do?
Max out in Spain and do business with the Jews?
Never that, don't ever look at me out of sync
The imperial, industrial king got weight
Don't give a fuck, like the poor part we watch Hart To Hart
They used to push me in shopping carts, now I'm writin' darts
Like Ebenezer, the porno teaser
Saying words like sheeba, Mexico rapper valet the visa
My team got rides like Six Flags, plus the Wu lab
Cameras in nine bedrooms, we own DATs
Don't touch this cracklin' hot shit
I snap ya shoulder blade in half, laugh and pop shit
Reader's Digest passed my book to L. Ron Hubbard
It got back that the World Government tried to dub it
But devils love it, booby-trap raps cover the track like ADAT
Sharper than cuts laced on Marley
Scratched supreme clientele, my cartel
Willie Stargel passed, yo, this shit is piece, where's the Nobel?
Oh well, signin' off as usual
The arsonist leavin' niggas lost in the stairwell
Yo

[Outro: Nat "King" Cole]
With their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight