On a Mission Songtext
von Twiztid

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I′m thinking suck my dick, like a peppermint stick, I'm feeling really good (really good)
It′s twenty below, the streets are covered in snow, and it's Christmas in the hood (fuck yeah!)
Oh, them lights are twinkling, and my heart is full of glee
My feet are ice cold, and my hands are numb, and I'm looking for a Christmas tree
At least thats what I told the cop, as I stood with an axe in hand
And then broke away quick, running fast as hell, screaming "Catch me if you can!"
The cop gave chase, then slipped on ice, and donuts went everywhere
There were jelly-filled here, and crispy creme and bear claws sprinkled everywhere

You can′t stop me because
I′m on a mission and my mission is killing Santa Claus
He never brought me shit, and this year will be his downfall
I'm on a mission, and my mission is killing Santa Claus, k-killin Santa Claus


I′m on a mission in a one horse open sleigh
Looking for Santa Claus, 'cause I′mma kick him in his balls, bitch
I don't play, an if I get my way, then (e′ryone of them goddamn reindeer are gon' pay)
And I'm gonna let the police mingle
While they picking up the pieces of Kris Kringle′s
Blood from the streets and the shingles
I don′t give a fuck about jingling bells and good jig, 'cause he done skipped me for the last time this year
I′m on a hunt like I'm lookin′ for ghosts, but really
I'm looking for that Christmas host to put one in his stomach
I′m on a boat on the way to the North Pole for this bitch
And I hope he knows that I'm coming, 'cause get this
Ain′t gonna be no more chimney visits
′Cause I'm leaving him in pieces smaller than Jiminy Crickets

You can′t stop me because
I'm on a mission and my mission is killing Santa Claus
He never brought me shit, and this year will be his downfall
I′m on a mission, and my mission is killing Santa Claus, k-killin Santa Claus


Creep to the snow bank, hiding in the dark
Trying to stay still, so the dogs won't bark
Waited for an hour, and still he never showed
This shit is taking forever, my face is fucking froze
Then I heard a slight ′lil jingle of a bell
And my ears perked up, was it him? Couldn't tell
Grab my axe with both hands, holding steady
With the element of surprise, you know that I was ready
Snow started falling from down in da' roof top
And it had to be him, and his head I′m finna chop
Grabbed the ladder, started climbing upwards
Picture smashing in his face, while I′m screaming out cuss words
Thought I was quiet, but I must have made a noise
'Cause him, and all his reindeer boys was looking at me
So I was like "What the fuck y′all wanna do?"
Then Santa went for his gat, like "Santa's gonna blast you!"

You can′t stop me because
I'm on a mission and my mission is killing Santa Claus
He never brought me shit, and this year will be his downfall
I′m on a mission, and my mission is killing Santa Claus, k-killin Santa Claus
You can't stop me because
I'm on a mission and my mission is killing Santa Claus
He never brought me shit, and this year will be his downfall
I′m on a mission, and my mission is killing Santa Claus, k-killin Santa (Santa) Claus