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durrty goodz - bar code #7 ft rasta claus lyrics

[intro: carol of the bells]
one seems to hear
words of good cheer
from everywhere
filling the air
oh how they pound
raising the sound
o’er hill and dale
telling their tale
gaily they ring
while people sing
songs of good cheer
christmas is here
merry, merry, merry, merry christmas
merry, merry, merry, merry christmas

[verse 1]
say my name and i will appear
christmas is a dangerous time of the year
snakes are out in disguise as reindeers
in combat i’ll play games with careers
i’ll deck the halls with mcs’ veneers
it’s duppy season for all of my peers
it’s ho ho hoes in your christmas wares
let’s get this poppin’ like christmas beers

dg b. a. baracus
these bars are christmas crackers
too versatile to be boxed in
i guess this gift came in a rapper
i talk sl!ck like barack obama
i’m a heavyweight with it, man a mammoth
there’s no risk for the wicked over the sabbath
now watch me rush the door like harrods

[chorus]
everyday it’s christmas for me
everyday feels like it’s christmas for me
i won’t lie, when you do it like me
everything feels like christmas for a g
all i do is just eat eat eat eat eat eat everything, eat mcs
all i do is just eat eat eat eat eat eat everything, eat mcs

everyday it’s christmas for me
everyday feels like it’s christmas for me
i won’t lie, when you do it like me
everything feels like christmas for a g
all i do is just eat eat eat eat eat eat everything, eat mcs
all i do is just eat eat eat eat eat eat everything, eat mcs

[verse 2]
on the 12th day of christmas my true love said to me, “dg fix up”
go and eat all these mcs quick, hon
this year you’ve been dictating like hitler
you are the father, don’t let them trick you
man tried wearing your suit and get their zip stuck
and now it’s you that’s setting the level clearly
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we’re like a partridge in a pear tree

no mcs secure out here
them man are takin’ out loans for the throne
every artist is trappin’ like kevin mccallister
guess you can say that i’m home alone
you turkeys are dry like pork roast
duppy not ready fi me when i’m in the zones
nah, i got a bit of vowels within my inner songs
my bars are going over heads like mistletoe

[verse 3]
many rappers come, many rappers go
many rappers seem to be tryin’ it, but they aren’t on a level
many rappers need to be takin’ a break from the game
you man are spendin’ too much time with the devil
everybody’s running their money down
they’re fake now
everybody want a rolex with a bezel
i don’t know what’s the matter with these wack rappers
but i know that my dumplings will a make a man seckle

who’s tryna be the goat
mans already know
that the lion’s hungry for a gazelle
i’m ain’t talkin’ about adidas stripes
i don’t need no stripes, you lot know that i’m a rebel
how they gonna come up and mic fight with real dons
every one of them bwoy, they know that i’m a legend
it’s durrty goodz and i’m runnin’ this ting
and this is nothin’ but seasonal greetings and a blessin’

[verse 4]
i creep in a fake mc’s yard
and i give him a backhander over the banter
he’s a made up gangsta
like coca cola made up santa
i send a shot at a gatekeeper like lampard
you’re gonna need an army to stand guard
who’s the original raising the standard
in these times you’ll get blazed like ganja

i don’t care who’s listed at 10 or raised by a major
i’m the star followed by the wise men
you dun know the king presence is peng
man are legendary like bethlehem
once upon a time christmas was banned in england
if anyone of you mcs think you’re gonna diss me, freeze
i’ll light you rappers up like christmas trees

[verse 5]
’cause them man are not like me, i’m gifted
my style’s on a mc’s christmas wishlist
fans wanna share this like biscuits
gyaldem are lovin’ it like lipstick
everyone in the country wanna drip drip
i’ll wrap ’em up like pigs in a blanket
they don’t want smoke, i got it like a chimney
i’ll blaze you like i’m on a set with slimzee

i know the cycle like eddy grimstead
they’ve noticed i’m a king but manna been dread
the only spitter puttin’ in a 100
the fire man turnin’ it up on your bomba head
you dun know some man are bad as krampases
i’ll send a wannabe here in an ambulance
’cause man are tryna make an anthem out of this
put it on your playlist every december 25th

- durrty goodz lyrics

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