Gangsta Christmas
In the spirit of the holiday season here's a little satire I wrote based on "Twas the Night Before Christmas"
Gangsta Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the crib
Not a gangsta was stirring, not even the notorious BIG
The nines were hung on the bedposts with care
In hopes that no brawl would soon break out there
Kanye and 50 were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of Benjamins danced in their heads
Lil John with his goblet and ice in his lap
Had just settled down after his little night cap
When out on the green there rose such a fizzle
Snoop sprang from his bed to see whats the dizzle
Away to his cellar he flew like flash
Tore open the door and protected his stash
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave the illusion of bling scattered below
When what to Snoops wondering eyes should appear
But a group of his homies had just rolled in here
With Beyonce so pretty standing there with the key
Snoop knew in a moment it had to be J-Z
More rapid than coppers his pose they came
And he whopped and he hollered and called them by name;
Now Bow Wow! Now Ghost Face! Now Fat Joe and Scrappy
Yea Missy yeah Marshal lets make them all happy
From the New York Bronx to the LA ghetto
Rap battle rap battle dont sing in false setto
As they circled up like hungry dogs before feeding
They knew one side would be delivered a beating
So they started a beat so hot and so new
The disses began flying; some didnt know what to do
And then in a twinkling, Snoop heard from the pool
And voice so collected and smooth and so cool
As snoop drew out his switch blade and was turning around
In came Usher with a leap and a bound
He was dressed all in fur, he and his bonny
It was only the best, of course from Armani
His medallion shown loaded with bling
As he strutted in and started to sing
Luda at his side, with a dog named Milton
Right behind them walked in the infamous Paris Hilton
Lil John soon joined them, as they began to get krunk
The song they were singing it was a slam-dunk
He sprang to his Benz and started to dance
Did the lean back and pulled up his pants
Not worried that any of them would get caught
The best thing to do then was drop it like its hot
As he started his car with shorty by his side
They pulled out of the gate for a short joy ride
Then came the sirens, the fuzz, they were here
They had come to break up the party of the year
Usher stayed cool, and stepped on the gas
The cops right behind him gaining real fast
Wanting to flout, he began to shot
Everybody get down, peace up, A town!
