2.Now ovah da years, Santy Claws he be white,
But it looks like us brotha's, got a black un' tonight.
Faster than a poe'lice car, my homeboy he came,
And whupped up on dem rats, as he called dem by name.
On Biden, On Jessie, On Pelosi, and Hillary Who,
On Fannie, On Freddie, On Ayers, and Slick Willy too.
Obama landed dat melon, right der in da street,
I knowed it fo' sho', - can you believe dat Sheet?
Dat Santy didn't need no chimley, he picked da lock on my do',
An I sez to myself, "Son o'beach... he don did dis befo!"
He had a big bag, full of presents - at first I suspeck?
Wif "Air Jordans" and fake gold, to wear roun' my neck.

to be con-ed

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