Lyrics:
Saint,
also from the Kottonmouth Kommitte, was caught by survalence
camera
At JJ's Liqour in the city of Orange
Making off with 2 cases of beer, 1 pint
it's somehow better this way
Defenseless against solitude and running out the clock
Sinking into somnolence, I've been betrayed
Evocation comes after
battling time
Amongst the saints I work to be when after battling time
Miscommunication can be damning itself heard
Body language might report something
After the wash
Before the fire
I will decay
Melt in your arms
As the day hits the night
We will sit by candlelight
We will laugh
We will sing
aunty meanwhile got a job, she now worked with the Canadian embassy in India.
Just after Shaine’s sixth birthday she was taken to the Philippines by her
wanted to
Bubble wrap your ego take some solitude
After what you did and what you're gonna do
Tell me,
How do you look yourself in the mirror?
I feel sick
didn't come back.
I was so angry and bit the saint's child,
and the child died.
Immediately the saint cursed me.
What curse?
The saint said that here after
Grabbed our snow clothes by the fireplace
It was a couple nights after the new year
We just wanted out to catch some fresh air
The snow was falling
Don't test the man, who's stronger in solitude
If they asking for blood, them imma do what I gotta do
Don't test the man, who's stronger in solitude
about it ,
in their overturned machines where the Martians
DEAD...slain [after all man's devices had failed]
by the humblest things upon the Earth
it whisper
Down by the riverside
To save me from this year, and every year after
The wind and the water
The birds and the trees, all around me
capture
So we scatter to nearest liquor store
And leave it for our livers to absorb
The pain we pour by the pint or the quart
Skipping court in the morning
'point-o-view!
Evil prince:
Sho' nuff! um-hmm! yeah! you a wise ol' mammy! where you fum, 'rijnlyy?
Thing-fish:
Why...uh...saint loomis!
Evil prince:
Goddam! I
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
Olé Olé
The way her hips sway is insane
Okay okay
Like babe won't you come my way
Let's roll up a plane
Lean back in Saint Tropez
We can fly out
Yeah imma swing through
After I finish doing what I'm doing imma pull up on you
Just let me gone finish this first right fast
Yeh
Yeh
Yeh
Yeah
Yeah
SAINTS AND SINNERS
By Christoffer Borg (music), Joacim Keelyn aka Jake E (music) and Mark Mangold (lyrics and music),
When ashen horsemen laid
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
a saint, after all my mistakes
Even if I couldn’t prove religion, I’ma do it all again
I’ma do it all again, I promise I will
I got to give it all I can with
to the uttermost,
And give his child a better bringing-up
Than his had been, or hers a wish renew'd,
When two years after came a boy to be
The rosy idol of her
Change like the seasons came and went
Come by, I need me a seratonin fix
I piece my heart together again
I'm still out here
running after you
Running after
There were a dozen dead bodies in the Euston road, their outlines softened by the black dust. All was still, houses locked and empty, shops closed,
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