[INTRO – Biggie-style ad-libs] (Soft bells, distant vinyl crackle) BIGGIE-STYLE AD-LIBS: “Uh… yeah…” “It’s that cold-world Christmas… y’know?” “We ain’t never had no Santa… just storms…” “But love? Mmm… that stayed.” “Let’s talk about it.” --- [HOOK – R&B + ad-libs underneath] (Sung) Ooooh, I’m lovin’ your divine soul at Christmas… (Ad-libs: “So divine… yeah… mhmm…”) But every year it feels like Christmas missed us… (Ad-libs: “Missed us again… for real…”) Snow fell cold on the dreams we hold— (Ad-libs: “Cold nights… cold hearts…”) Still lovin’ your divine soul… (Ad-libs: “That soul… that soul…") --- [VERSE 1 – Biggie ad-libs] Yo, December 25th never blessed us with nothin’, (Ad-lib: “Nada… uh-uh… nothin’…") Mama stretchin’ paychecks, heat barely even puffin’. (“Strugglin’… strugglin’…") Tree in the window? Nah—just frost on the pane, (“Frostbit… feel me?”) We was wrappin’ up hope, tryna gift away pain. (“Pain gift-wrapped… damn…") City cold, but my soul learned to hustle for warmth, (“Warmth in the gutter… yeah…") Every block was a storm, had to weather the form. (“Rain, sleet, whatever… we out here…") While kids waited for Santa, we waited for rent, (“Priorities, baby…") Ain’t no jinglin’ bells, just the sirens that went— (“Woo-woo… that real life…”") But you, girl, you was light in a world so heartless, (“My angel… uh-huh…") Glowin’ like a halo in a place that was darkest. (“Shinin’… shinin’…") So even when the holiday never came through, (“Never came… never did…") I still saw a miracle every time I touched you. (“Miracle woman… for real…") --- [HOOK – R&B + ad-libs] Yeah, I’m lovin’ your divine soul at Christmas, (Ad-libs: “Divine… divine…") But every year it feels like Christmas missed us… (“Missed us AGAIN, man… wild…") Streetlights flicker through the nights so cold— (“Cold city livin’…")
