Rudolph's Story Lyrics

You may think that Christmas is the best time of the year

With scarlet bows and mistletoes you have nothing to fear

But, this here is a story and I'll tell you how it goes

It's about a boy named Rudolph and his Glock with a red nose

Christmas time he might run in your house

Christmas time he might just pop at your spouse

Rudolph he ain't never had him a home, he grew up in the streets he had no other routes

So, every winter you can bet he was tripping

He ain't never had a present for Christmas

Dolph had a homie named Dasher who liked to do home invasions and Rudolph was with it

So this how it go

They had a plan like they did this before

They taking all of the cash, the jewelry, the bags, the drip and the swag, but someone was still in the home

Rudolph heard steps and he shot without missing

His only thought was not leaving a witness

What he saw next stopped his heart in an instant

A 4-year-old lying dead in the kitchen

Now, Rudolph was wild

But, he ain't never killed a child

Rudolph was sick to his stomach, but Dasher yelling "We gotta get out!"

Hopped into the car

80 on the dash

Bending all the corners, praying they don't crash

Pulled up to the spot

Mind racing fast

Rudolph still tripping

Dasher looking mad

He told him "Why you worried 'bout the kid?

You did what you did, but it is what it is"

Rudolph responded "I ain't even on it"

But, deep down inside he knew it was serious

That's when Dasher grabbed the bag from the lick

Took out the money, the jewels, the clothes

He looked at Rudolph like "Boy look at this, we gotta sell it then we getting on!"

Rudolph didn't even care 'bout the money, but Rudolph was solid and did what he told

They got like 30 racks from the pawnshop after all they traded in the gold

But, that type of money make some people greedy

Turning they best friends into a foes

Dasher caught Rudolph when he wasn't looking, he upped his pistol and then he let it blow

Now Dolph in the hospital

Mad as fuck

"How my main homie set me up?

Dasher, we were cool since middle school, how you switching up for a couple bucks?"

Police walk in asking questions

'Bout who shot him, but he ain't say

Dolph ain't a snitch, that just ain't his way

He gon find Dasher he gon make him pay

Few months pass, Dolph still with the shits

But, he walk with a limp cuz of metal in his hip

Met a girl named Vixen pretty, slim thick

Who Dash used to hit so she knows where he lives

That's perfect

Dash better be nervous, cuz Rudolph been lurking

All black suburban with a drac in the trunk if he bust that then it's curtains

Spinning for weeks and Rudolph ain't seen nothing

Probably cuz Dasher don't kick it in public

Rudolph was riding until he heard sirens and he got pulled over and they got to cuffing

Then what had happened was worse than he feared

They knew 'bout the 4-year-old dead in the crib

The house it had cameras and Dasher had snitched

And got Rudolph sentenced to 83 years