First Day of Christmas

[Chorus]

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

[Verse]

Non-lethal

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 'bout 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 gon' 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 intact

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 with 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

[Chorus]

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