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It's Christmas time
The year was 1983
South Central L.A., my mama and me
No Christmas lights, no Christmas tree
Just collard greens, macaroni and cheese
As she served spaghetti and meatballs
She paused, "It ain't no Santa Claus
The truth is the only remedy
We from the ghetto, we don't have a chimney
And even if we did
Mama ain't gonna tell a lie to you, kid
Reindeers and a sleigh
Never fly over South Central L.A."
Christmas is all about love
And love come from the man above
With love, mama bought me a jacket
With no Christmas papers to pack it
If you don't have no money
Here's some gifts you can give
That are sweeter than honey
Give the gift of love
Spend some precious time
Sing some Christmas carols
Even Busta Rhymes
It's Christmas time
Christmas time with my friends and folks
No ends, just friends and jokes
Love and time is the gift we share
We might be broke, but we truly care
People doing worse in third world nations
Wait a minute, I hear The Temptations
Singing "Silent Night"
No violence, no police lights
Crackheads and bums start fires in barrels
They keep warm singing Christmas carols
Holiday cheer is their Christmas gifts
They share their beer and mistletoe spliffs
Ghetto blacks without raps
Yet Christmas lights all around the shacks
When nighttime fall, what can I say?
It's Christmas time in South Central L.A
If you don't have no money
Here's some gifts you can give
That are sweeter than honey
Give the gift of love
Spend some precious time
Sing some Christmas carols
Even Busta Rhymes
It's Christmas time
It's Christmas time
It's Christmas time
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