First Day of Christmas

Yo when it come to Sandman it's no debate
When it come to Sandman it's no debate
When it come to Sandman it's no debate

Nonlethal
What a hunk
On the hunt for other free people
I love to free people
I love to see people
Way more than cc people
When it's time to cut it out I put a cork or stick a fork in a lot
I'm about to take a very pleasant walk up the block
They call me passionate for passing on the pork chop
And never doing what I ought not
I ball socks
And throw them in the hamper at long range
People think that rapping about that action is all strange
Every rhyme I'm trying to make a small change
Not out here rapping for your small change
I pause to say a prayer, wait
I know that people love to player hate
Go figure, I just let it slide
Figure skate
Figure 8
At every dance I do the twist of fate
In every class I finger paint
So who's going to be the lucky winner I administrate?
I seldom strategize, I tantalize and titillate
And casually obliterate
The okey doke mistaken for the facts
And know the hack to make it happen, don't be on the apps
Or grind a axe
I been thru altered states but I'm in tact
And know the code to charm the cobras and the diamondbacks
And beautifully uncommon in your almanac
And grew up say a-men over Ramen packs
The reason why I'm so relaxed
And robust instead of overran is everything that overlaps
Every moment I get offers but I know the catch
I'm a nomad wit a office and a home attached
I'm a man not a mascot
Homeboy Sand I'm a have not a have not
Grown up without a dad bod
Luck without a shamrock

So when it come to Sandman it's no debate
When it come to Sandman it's no debate
When it come to Sandman it's no debate