Lump Of Coal Lyrics

I hope you choke on a lump of coal...

Yo, this comes down to money,
to defund sticky with blood while
cum drips of the tip of the devil stick.
And while some insist on bliss,
others will struggle just to exist,
and provide for their kids,
the foods and medicine to live through.
Shrink wrap, parachute packets,
and the global food stamp racket.
And the whole don't that say we're not compassionate,
Fact: this is justice. Gets measured in clusters,
one legged boys with crutches. Subtext don't fuck with us.
We'll knock you from ruble to dust. Leave you under a
double level of concrete chunks and steel beams and rusted junk.

chump, got businesses to run, fat kids that need christmas gifts
and stuff. Just what the fuck were you thinking, huh? X2
chump, got businesses to run, businesses to run.

Money is the key.

Shit's gotten beyond problems, it's just an Orwillien novel.
This model of global democracy got rotten.
The illgotten prophet, popped from the pocket,
of executive offices, behind doors closed and locked.
While shock troops will disperse youth and groups.
Don't you dare say 'boo', or you're part of the problem.
Unpatriotic, you communist, you anarchist, you terrorist.
Folks aught to be zip lips, if you're gonna exist in this.
Cause you ain't even seen shit yet. Our (crypt?) could
rip your landscape to bits. Bitches! Get back to your station.
We got product that's got to be shipped and,
Rich pricks with a spending fix.

And fat kids that need Christmas gifts. Just What the fuck were
you thinking? huh?

chump, got businesses to run, fat kids that need christmas gifts
and stuff. Just what the fuck were you thinking, huh?
chump, got businesses to run, businesses to run.

I'm sure you can understand our situation, we have utmost
respect for your people and your nation, but there's just
certain standards we have to maintain. I guess, in effect,
what I'm trying to say is, check this.

I hope you choke on a lump of coal. X3

I said I hope you choke! X3

Ya!