Hung Fire
Things were bad, if we're being honest
Gave it away, stood on the corner
I was down on my knees searching for something
I get why people pray now
Down at the Mission, they're ringing the bells
Come all ye faithful, joy to the world
Saint. Nick's at the racetrack giving it out
Tryna make it rain with his paycheck
Some out-of-work boxers, looking for a job
Down the red river, setting fires
It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it
All the savage angels who want us like dogs
Gun to my head but it hung fire
It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it
It's Christmas, baby, I'm glad we made it
Watching our kids with some kinda eyes
They're getting old enough to realize
For our new world, you gotta fight to survive
Only love that's worth saving
Horse in the roses burning alive
Snake for poison with the Lazarus smile
Open the door, step outside
Do what you can while you're able
Some out-of-work boxers, looking for a job
Down the red river, setting fires
It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it
All the savage angels who want us like dogs
Gun to my head but it hung fire
It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it
It's Christmas, baby, I'm glad we made it
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Gave it away, stood on the corner
I was down on my knees searching for something
I get why people pray now
Down at the Mission, they're ringing the bells
Come all ye faithful, joy to the world
Saint. Nick's at the racetrack giving it out
Tryna make it rain with his paycheck
Some out-of-work boxers, looking for a job
Down the red river, setting fires
It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it
All the savage angels who want us like dogs
Gun to my head but it hung fire
It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it
It's Christmas, baby, I'm glad we made it
Watching our kids with some kinda eyes
They're getting old enough to realize
For our new world, you gotta fight to survive
Only love that's worth saving
Horse in the roses burning alive
Snake for poison with the Lazarus smile
Open the door, step outside
Do what you can while you're able
Some out-of-work boxers, looking for a job
Down the red river, setting fires
It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it
All the savage angels who want us like dogs
Gun to my head but it hung fire
It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it
It's Christmas, baby, I'm glad we made it
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
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Writer(s): Michael Carrington Taylor
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