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Saints & Sinners (Rich Moore) · What Demons Do to Saints (Beneath the Sky) · When the Saints Go Marching In: Greatest Dixieland (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Forest of the Saints (Goa Gil) · Saints and Sinners (Godsmack) · All Saints [Bonus Track] (All Saints) · Saints (The Breeders) · All Saints: Collected Instrumentals 1977-1999 (David Bowie) · Hymns: Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints) · Saints & Sinners (Kane Roberts) – and 90 other albums »


93, tribunal de Boboch
Cace-déd à Montreuil, Saint-Ouen, tous les reufs du Blankok
Je vous ai promis, je vous oublie pas
Un petit de chez toi qui
the buildin even to give superhed
I cop big guns that spit super led
So play superman end up super ded
Call me kiss or the kid from the LOX
That'll twist you're
Leftfielder, living in a suitcase 
Comfortable shoes, photo album and toothpaste 
Road atlas, learning my way around 
Kissing the pavement, lucky
to get higher, come ride
I will fly you

[Jhaz]
? puff, 'cause really it ain't ?
Ain't wastin' no herb by lettin' it burn, let me hit that sticky
feel like I play for the Saints
I just want to hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's
I'm
make a deal off of blood money
Make an album off the drug money
Take the label money and launder it under the table money
And open businesses
It
feel like I play for the Saints
I just want to hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's
I'm
narcissistic
Plus a shark at business
My art is dark and twisted
On the roof I'm getting chased, by two cop vets
Trying to memorize my verse for DjBooth.net
wit'cha album covers
Cross em out and put a'K
Then no Saint days, nigga, then run the fuckin holidays

'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!
Crawling, just to make a statement
In this matrix 
Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man
Somehow found, amazing!
By the department of sanitation
Ich cruise im Hummer durch die City, du wählst 1-1-0
Denn ich bring deine Gang-Member bei nem Drive-By um
Es macht einmal BUM (Bum)
Und du kommst
You can reach into your pocket
While I reach into my mind
Clarity is so divine
We just single the design
The physical we inherit
By visions on TV
Cent mille euross
Pour mes "Los Bastardos"
Seth Guekoss
Saint-Ouen-l'Aumôn'ss
Chrome-Néoss
Fait péter les euross
Pour mes Los Racaillos
C'est