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Lyrics for Jack Frost by Ras Kass:
| | | Artist: | Ras Kass |
| | Album: | Soul On Ice (Unreleased Version 1994 | | Track: | Jack Frost | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 107 | | | | Lyrics: | Chorus:
(4x) Jack Frost nipping at your nose
(sample of Nat King Cole)
I'm sporting trippled down rain gear.
Dumping on flying rain deer
And that
overweight queer with the red and white sleeping apparrel.
Sliding down the chimneys but
staring down this double barrel.
I'm putting Santa on alphabet i cal med i cal.
It's
survival of the fittest as the milineum approaches.
By then the only existing life on Earth
is real niggaz and roaches.
But see,
I'm colder than nuclear winters, so concoct the
con-tender.
I'm make a nigga change agenda.
Change gender. Change men ta
Feminine. Women in masculine genetalia.
Seasons beatings ‘til the next Saturnalia.
Ain't no competing. Defeating all persons in paraphenalia.
Compel me to inhale the
aroma.
"I smell.. I smell.. I smell PUSSY!!!"
My nigga could use some heart like a
fucking organ donor.
And conflict? Whenever you plan it, I'm a split it like the equator.
My Sanskrit box n' liquid nitrogen strike the mics colder than polar.
I'm like
"Wonder Twins Activate!": pimp in the form of icy boulder.
Missed assist sister. Fool, I'll
make your scrotum blister.
Fool, if you ready to be the man then I'm a hit ya
Like
Baul Mixler: the ideal.
I'm the rhyming Simon Phoenix with that "murder, death, kill."
You got me all fucked up. I'm the abominable flow-man.
Kiss ya ass goodbye. Your
record deal was standing under missle toe.
And!! I'm Mandingo. My cultural experiences
doesn't include Kris
Kringle.
Celebrating Satan…No, sorry: Santa.
It
continues to be a mind boggler
When black people be picking shit off the ground
and
eating it like a toddler.
I shoot the gift like Kwanzaa.
That holiday is pagan. 626
like Mazda
And a billion bucks of fuck
That's bringing up the slack in the gross
national product.
I guaduct. My mind avalanches expressions
And from papas erection
and mama'sC-section.
Before nore plant contraception conception.
The only exception
was the emaculate deception.
Cause contrary to what my bereaved mother believes,
Jesus was concieved by a mitocondria weave.
I leave gagreen when I slang these below zero,
So niggaz better bring more "Heat" than Al Pacino and Robert De Niro.
Chorus:
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
(sample of Nat King Cole)
Gollllden
State Waaaarrriioooors, come out to pllllaaayyyyyyyy!
Ha haaaaa! Yo. Yes, Yes, Yes.
This goes out, you know, to the West Coast,
All my niggaz on the East Coast,
All my niggaz down South, you know what I'm saying. All them phat Dj's,
All
the heads, and all them bitch ass niggaz, you know what I'm saying.
(DJ Rhethmatic
Scratching Nas sample from "It Ain't Hard to Tell)
"I'll leave them froze like heroine in ya
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