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gridline studios - blackbeard vs santa claus lyrics

[intro]
gridline rap battles
blackbeard
vs
santa claaaaaaaaaaaus
begin!

[verse 1 + santa claus (mancha)]
some fruit for your crew, some crackers for polly
leave hooks for the good, diss tracks for the naughty
take a seat on my lap, and let’s get down to business
tell me, little eddie, what would you like for christmas?
[verse 2 + blackbeard (mr. tibbs)]
the saint, he be missin’ what i want for christmas
i want to be like you
cop treasure aplenty, rob corporate plenty
booty for you and yer crew
can you spare a few doubloons from pockets deeper than the big blue?
now, that ye wouldn’t do, nick; it’s ye i see through
‘causе your ho+ho+hokie sh+t is so below me
davy jonеs be drownin’, he be chokin’ on the sickly sweet baloney
ye be feeding to the children like you’re more than just a fable
christian pr+cks pitting their kids like several cain and f+cking abels
over gifts they get in scores ’cause they did a couple chores
but they all tend to ignore the creep peepin’ through their door
as you rummage through their drawers; hoggin’, downin’ all the noggin
step away from the stocking, nick, it’s time for a floggin’

[verse 3 + santa claus (mancha)]
ho+ho+hold up! i can’t stand the lies you spin, ’cause
i won’t take the slag off this seadog who put the virgin in virginia
mad your shabby shanties don’t match with my carol lines, huh?
go take a bath, not talking the carolinas
lit without the coal; kick you in the south pole, but
it’s not on the pole with ya; buy coca+cola
pop your head like a screw+off, ’cause it’s best if you cruise off
catch me on the roof, dawg; red dot on you, like rudolph
when i come in commandeering the deer and the sleigh i’m seen in
being loved by the masses is the only care i be in
but this scallywag wouldn’t know how that feels, unfortunate
where’s your christmas cheer? keep your head up, as an ornament
[verse 4 + blackbeard (mr. tibbs)]
i owned the high seas, ye dined on milk and sweets
wouldn’t hurt to spare a couple to the elves and black pete
a fate worse than with the fishes when all you get is hershey kisses
i be gettin’ naughty listed when i sail with yer missus

[outro]
who won?
who’s next?
you decide
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