da ebonics crimmus pome

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De Ebonics Crimmus Pome:


Wuz de nite befo Crimmus
And all ower da hood
ereybody wuz sleeping
Dey wuz sleepin' good.

> > We hunged up our stockings
> > An hoped like de' heck
> > That old Santa Clause
> > Be bringin' our check.
> >
> > All o'de fambily
> > Wuz layin in de beds
> > While Ripple and Thunderbird
> > Danced through dey heads.
> >
> > I passed out inna' flo'
> > Right nex to my Maw
> > When I heard sech a fuss
> > I thunk: "It mus be de law!!!
> >
> > I looked out thru de bars
> > What covered my doe
> > 'spectin' de sheriff
> > Wif a warrent fo sho.
> >
> > And what did I see;
> > I said, "Lawd look at dat!"
> > Ther' wuz a huge watermellon
> > Pulled by giant warf rats.
> >
> > Now ober all de years
> > Santa Clause, he be white
> > But looks liken us bros
> > Gets a black Sanna dis nite.
> >
> > Faster dan a Po'lees car
> > My home boy he came
> > He whupped on dem warf rats
> > An' called dem by name.
> >
> > On Leroy, on Lonzo
> > And on Willie Lee
> > On Saphire, on Chenequa
> > Dey wuz a site to see.
> >
> > As he landed dat watta'mellon
> > Out der in da skreet
> > I knwed it was fo' sho'
> > Da damndest site I ebber did see.
> >
> > He didn't go down no chimbley
> > He picked da' lock on my doe
> > An' I sez to myself
> > Shit! He done dis befoe."
> >
> > He had dis big bag
> > Full of prezents I 'xpect
> > Wid Air Jordans and fake gold
> > to wear roun' my neck.
> >
> > But he left no good prezents
> > Jus started stealing my shit
> > Got my drugs, got my guns
> > Even got my burglars kit.
> >
> > Wit my stuff in de bag
> > Out da windo he flewed
> > I woudda' tried to catched him
> > But he stoled my 'nife too.
> >
> > He jumped on dat wadda'mellon
> > An' whipped out a switch
> > He wuz gone in a seccon'
> > Dat son of a bitch!!
> >
> > Next year I be hopin'
> > Anutha Sanna we git
> > Cuz' diz here Sanna Clause
> > Jus' ant' werf a shit!!!
> >


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