Holiday Songtext

Pretty bullet
Red on the wall
Fear god
Fuck a bully
Bay ghetto
Great, great god
Guggly muggley
Mays on monster mash
Main course and cookies
Heads getting beaten over full gettin eaten
This side
Joe powerin a drought
White season
Lord, bring em out, bring em out
See the cherokee chief rain dancing through a drought
Cloud break like shock a con
Set it off my power arm
The little light grow large and don't out at all
Some powerful all
The chronicle sharp The jet black jedi swall, the sage evolves
Raw
Race up in the place, all in your face
She said a slow pace
Made her heart race
Well if you got what it takes
I take what you got
My equaline a mark from I take the shot
The tiebreaker, game winner, bullseye
Small dose of big mos, full time
This is a commitment, ain't it
I doubt if they can make it
Clown tears ran a smear through their painted faces
But I don't use foundation, mascara or conceala
Botox and toxic pealer
I'm come from planet realer
Where the sky is clearer

Ba-ba-ba-da-da
Holiday
Ba-ba-ba-da-da
Let's work it out
Ba-ba-ba-da-da
Holiday
Ba-ba-ba

[Jay Electronica:]
Don't get it confused
This message is for solo artists but I get at crews
We can make the news
I'll be on the low sippin daquiris in baton rogue
Or killing rock the bells with mos and posdnous
It's a small task for jay man
Wack niggas be dead and I be laughin
Sippin out my flask chillin in my ray bans
Imaginary crime boss
With albums full and look at my watch at how much my shine cost
It's time lost
Who shot ya, the black bach blastin over opera
Phantom of the chakras
Jay doppla went from panhandling socks in the bronx to popular
This is just the start of it
The kid intend to split more wigs than british parliament
Catch me on the global warmin tour with jigga and al gore
Performin dear summer, where autumn went
Eternal sunshine
Drum major without a drumline
I'll be in the d yellin kick rocks to one time