I Hate Santa Claws Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

(featuring Anybody Killa) 

(Bum) 

Change, please? Christmas change. 

(ABK) 

Happy holidays y'all, give me a gift 

Let me sing a little jingle while you drink that fifth (Jingle Bells) 

Tell Santa that he better stop frontin' 

That cookie eatin' mother fucker never leavin' nothin' 

But this year I swear I won't let it happen 

Sleighs, gifts and reindeer we Christmas jackin' (gimme that) 

Surround sound, hot chocolate for days 

Bumpin' through the neighborhood, actin' like we paid (look what we got) 

We had to get him, it was just that time 

J and I was fed up, and we wanted to shine (wanted to shine) 

But now we got anything you ever wanted 

Yeah, he was old but he had a fat wallet (cha-ching) 

Only workin' one day a year 

With a plush-red suit and a iced-out beard 

Slingin' snow in the north pole to a bunch of fiends 

Little guys with big ears that make toys for free 

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you Santa) 

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'll take it) 

(Violent J) 

Uh, it was cold out, I seen a fat man comin' 

I hid behind a chimney 

And bust him in the skull with a bottle of Jim Beam 

I rolled him off the roof and onto the driveway 

And jumped in his sleigh ride and tried to fly away 

Rudolph bossed off on me, he wouldn't move 

I had to kick him in his ass, outta put him in groove 

Take me to the hood, to all the poor little kids 

This year, everybody about to get some good shit 

We landed on a house, I went for the chimney 

But the roof was feeble, I crashed through and smashed through the kitchen table 

Daddy came bustin' out the bedroom strapped 

Third shot blew off my Santa hat, fuck that 

I ran out the back door and I hopped a wall 

Steady whistlin' for the reindeer, but they're like fuck off, then took off 

I almost caught a slug in the ass, and became a ghost of Christmas past over that shit (over that bullshit) 

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you Santa) 

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'll take it) 

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you Santa) 

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'll take it) 

(ABK) 

Dashing through the snow, smokin' lots of dro 

Pullin' chicks with expensive gifts 

Just to get that ho ho ho, you know what I mean 

Don't get us wrong, we're gonna give to the kids 

Super Santa's hookin' up all the little shits (here ya go) 

And for the grown-up's, we gettin' to' up 

A case of malt liquor, and a sack that makes ya throw up 

(Violent J) 

Santy Claus wears panty drawers 

He never decked my halls, he can lick my balls 

I got no chimney, but I left the door unlocked 

Nothin' but pine needles and an empty sock 

Thanks a lot and fuck off fatass 

Why we need coats for kids if you so badass 

Only rich boys get big toys from Santa 

I waited all night in my pajamas mother fucker 

(ABK) 

Take your ass to bed. Fuck Santa Claus 

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you Santa) 

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'll take it) 

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you Santa) 

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'll take it) 

(ABK) 

It's Christmas Eve, and if he show 

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know 

It's Christmas Eve, and if he show 

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know 

It's Christmas Eve, and if he show 

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know 

It's Christmas Eve, and if he show 

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know 

It's Christmas Eve, and if he show 

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know 

It's Christmas Eve, and if he show 

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know 

It's Christmas Eve, and if he show 

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know