Cover art for Filthmas by G-Mo Skee
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Filthmas Lyrics

[Hook]
The Grinch stole Christmas, but he got shot
So I’m in your chimney with some funny ass socks

I’m finna to get even this holiday season
Nobodies coming in and nobodies leaving

[Verse One]

Bitch this is a mother fucking stick up
Now give up your video games, boy you’re fucking with a sick fuck
Fuck around and get your whole fam zipped up
In the same body bag, burned and then crushed
Either way, I’m killing your mom and your sis
Because both of those bitches are on Santa’s list
And by the end of tonight, those bitches can’t exist
So put your presents in the bag whilst I handle this

Real scandalous, hip hop vandalist
Walking up your stair case, smelling like cannabis
Put a pillow over your sisters head, stabbing it
SO she suffocates before she can even react to it

Cannibalism is the sweetest revenge
Especially on the holidays, I eat her with friends
Merry Christmas, no one will ever see you again
Put the knife to your windpipe sinking it in, nigga

[Hook]
The Grinch stole Christmas, but he got shot
So I’m in your chimney with some funny ass socks

Finna beat your ass, milk in the glass
Break it over your head, grab the cookies and dash

The Grinch stole Christmas, but he got shot
So I’m in your chimney with some funny ass socks
I’m finna to get even this holiday season
Nobodies coming in and nobodies leaving
[Verse Two]

Fuck reindeer im ready to ‘sleigh’ rappers
Imagine what the news’d say the day after
East bay slasher, police can’t capture
Two hostages, priest and the pasture
You should get a divorce
Your wife gave me genital warts
So I took a shit on her porch
When she came out I blew her brains out and took a shit on her corpse
Then stuck her in the ribs with a fork
Yo, tell Saint Nick he can suck my stained dick
I been getting coal my whole life that ain’t shit
Well guess what mother fucker I’ma make this worst Christmas you’ve ever had you little gay bitch
Santa never bought me a box of K-Swiss just to rock I still got the stocking it came with
You’ll both die here, in the same crib, don’t hate the player that’s how the game is

[Hook]

The Grinch stole Christmas, but he got shot
So I’m in your chimney with some funny ass socks
Finna beat your ass, milk in the glass
Break it over your head, grab the cookies and dash
The Grinch stole Christmas, but he got shot
So I’m in your chimney with some funny ass socks
I’m finna to get even this holiday season
Nobodies coming in and nobodies leaving

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Release Date
October 31, 2012
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