: Sitting here on Christmas Eve with a brandy in my hand Oh I've had a few too many and it's getting hard to stand I keep hearing noises from my fireplace
: Life A reaction to emptiness Time Continues for the Boogyman Just give me one Chance To feature you in sunshine And we could both Dance The
Christ Can bring you help this eve The dead have come to claim a debt from thee They stand outside your door Four score and three Did you keep a
: A cheap little TV set plays Turkey In The Straw, and up in the sky, a faint craft I saw, say the humans, said to be children by law. A cheap little
This is an instrumental piece actually titled "King Solomon's Marbles" on the Blues For Allah album
on your soul I'm hurtin', I'm wantin' I'm achin' for another go You're squirmin' wet, baby Nothin' bad comin' very slow And it's burnin' holes in me
in the hay, in the hay, hay, hay! Turkey in the straw, in the straw, straw, straw! Pick 'em up, shake 'em up, any way at all, And hit up a tune called
off some my rype shit I got a gat, I ain't just totin tryin to see Playin with me, look you better know what you doin partna Put a bomb in a lil city,
In the middle of the quarter in one of them hallways Quick to still ya yeah, I'm real I ain't fake Leave that a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape Put a
on ?? punch a girl in the jaw Like Turk said (Bitch you must not know my background) Night rider, Skinny Pimp n reppin' that Oaktown Got a ?? in every
out Where you get the watch from, that bitch is bad dawg I love to stunt, and show my ass off I'ma Hot Boy, a lot of niggaz hate that Like a bitch they
put the dick in ya mouth and blast? One moe' thang I just have to ask That's when my alarm clock went off A fuckin' wet dream and I nutted in my draws
I need it, and a run in your shop Think I'm not Look you could be ass if you want Cock the glocked, throw you dog ass in the truck I plays it raw Cause
Records, in a record deal worth so much It made me wanna start rapping His contributions to hip-hop, have been very overlooked But in a press conference
do, dog? [Turk (verse 2)] Nigga done plotted Broke in my crib tryin' to get me - I'm in the closet Hopin' and prayin' that they don't find me I got a
state to state,and bring her nigga the pound A real soldierette'll hold the thang off in here purse Verse three I'ma get it all with Kitty [Verse 3 - Turk] A
in them hallwayz and cutz Niggaz be straight snick in them hallwayz and cutz Niggaz don't give a fuck in them hallwayz and cutz Niggaz a fuck you up in
. CHORUS Turkey in the hay, in the hay, hay, hay! Turkey in the straw, in the straw, straw, straw! Pick 'em up, shake 'em up, any way at all, And hit up a