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​Christmas Is

This song is by Run-D.M.C. and appears on the compilation A Very Special Christmas 2 (1992).

Original video
Reverend Run
Ho-ho-hoin', what do you think, on Christmas it'll be snowin'
And people get their ???, ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? for growin'
You knowin', we're ???, in the Ghetto they're gettin' nothin'
No toys for little boys, no curls for girls, the turkey stuffin'

They laugh, they know they have no presents, ain't thick
You might just wanna ask, "Where's my present St. Nick?"
So think a little 'bout the people minus money
And when you get your dough, why don't you show some kind of sunny

Go 'head, get fed, and spread a little love
Get what you can afford just like the Lord from up above
A quote, a note, and when you won't believe
It's better to give than to receive (Yo!)

It's Christmas, no dissin', listen, all you listeners
Think of all the prisoners that's in prison during Christmas
Not tryin' to bring you down, but tryin' to put you up on
Layin' it on the table, so you're able to put your cup on

No snow, no, not a flurry, so hurry, don't you miss it
Not dissin' you but wishin' you a very merry Christmas

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough on Christmas, yo

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough (Here we go, here we go)

DMC
I'm from the Ghetto, does this mean I get no toys or presents beneath my tree?
I wrote my list, I made my wish, is this what Christmas means to me?
No snowflakes droppin', can't go shoppin'
Rhymes are a-poppin', to keep the hip-hoppin'
Why can't a Santa pause for the cause?

I'm gettin' mine, you gettin' yours, that's how Christmas is supposed to be
A very merry Christmas for everybody, fight poverty, give to the needy
Don't be like the Grinch, 'cause the Grinch is greedy
Deck the malls with balls of holly, 'tis the season to be jolly

No presents for my tree, and I don't even know if any gifts I'm gonna get
Happy holidays, not like a lotta days, a few here, a few there, to the New Year
Seasons Greetings are the reasons for the cheer
If Santa Claus is coming to town, hope it's my chimney he's coming down
On Christmas, because Christmas is
On Christmas, because Christmas is

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough on Christmas. yo

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough (Here we go, here we go)

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough on Christmas, yo

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough (Here we go, here we go)

(Here we go, flow)

Reverend Run
Have a very merry merry merry, and hairy
And if ya need a leader, Run be there for your blurry blurry sight
And write a rhyme for the night
Christmas is a time for givin', not for the tight

So open your pocket, your heart, unlock it
Dollars straight from Hollis, I give it like I clock it
Cold is the weather, minus the humidity
Don't mistake ??? ??? ??? for humility

Christmas, this must be the time of year
Le'go of your ego, rather ego amigo be there
And here, my dear, so give a kid a beer
'Cause every time you give, it's coming back, let's get it clear

I'll be scopin' and hopin', brothers, lend an ear
So have a merry Christmas and a happy New Year

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough on Christmas, yo

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough (Here we go, here we go)

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough on Christmas, yo

Give up the dough
Give up the dough
Give up the dough (Here we go, here we go)

Yeah that's right, give up the dough (yo)
I want my Ninja Turtles
I want my bike
I want my Sega Genesis
I want my Nintendo
And turn the ??? lights back on
Word up

Written by:

Darryl McDaniels, Jason Mizell and Joseph Simmons