Lyrics:
above the mountain's peak
I would give the sun and moon
Once more just to hear you speak
Wings of angels tears of saints
Prayers and promises won't
to ear
When I see you
On the naughty list
What them cookies do to me
Like I'm Saint Nick
Coming down chimney
When the night comes
Move closer to me
By
cryin'
And Saint Huck hears his own Mississippi just rollin' by him
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Saint Huck, Saint Huck, Saint Huck, Saint
above the mountain's peak
I would give the sun and moon
Once more just to hear you speak
Wings of angels tears of saints
Prayers and promises won't
rebirth of which we cannot guarantee
I fed them fire I led them to death
God, you told me it'd be the same if I were a murderer or a saint
You told me it'd
I don't seem to cry or breathe it's as scary as Halloween
Thinking back on the craziness I done seen
Feel like Constantine just call me the Hellblazer
cause D's Never Accurate
With Dumb Niggas Around like
You should spit that
Shit back remember Cortez did that shit?
That was just a target so I take
She wanna go to Puerto Rico
To my heart she got the cheat code
She bring the fire & that heat tho
She my lil snack just like sum cheetos
She
She's not a motherfuckin' saint
Yeah she ate me like the last fuckin' plate
She said she want to ride with a saint so I might just let her ride with
and artist
But like I said this is just the start cause
The pen my sword and mine is the sharpest
So I'll spit until my voice is hoarse and becomes
a saint, could take you where the Lords of live
I pimp walk, voice echoing back this that Grinch talk
High cheek bones up on that bike she look like jigsaw
Hallelujah
Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah
Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah
Pure by the purifier, He fireproofed us
Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah
tonight
We just lack some things and
Look to the past to understand
I'll be in my world surrounded by
Backcombed heads
And glitter shoulder pads
Never
car trun, inna di garage
Fat pussy grip buddy right like a hand
Fire back shot 'til yuh clip done gunman
Mek mi skin bun like me get a sun tan
hanging with the aliens like we Lilo & Stitch
White boy, big body, keep it cool just like a fridge
If this is a dream I don't think I would ever want
resorts to jargon
Scribbled like a suicide note
Like I'll stop
I show the beauty by a profile shot
Freeze, don't fret for the truth
Cause I'll pray till I
to the sounds
cause i would fall for you
and you would fly for me
we're the same ole song
with the same chemistry
and we say
Lets tell a story by the camp fire
you know that we'd be just like
Other little girls and boys?
So, Ol' Saint Nicholas
Here's to you
A toast for bringin' goodies to the young
just 'fore dawn."
"You got something to tell me, tell it to me, man
Come to the point as straight as you can"
"Old Henry Lee, chief of the clan
Came
a saint
You got to understand Jesus agreed back in eternity
to sign a bloody covenant and take a deadly turn for me
He ain't just agree he fulfilled
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
the Saint arrives at last
Refrain from these chains in your mind
Take a little time just to recognize
You're stuck in oblivion, missing the clues
Fooled by
hooked I never knew a love like this
It's like a honeymoon that never ends spiritual bliss
I'm on fire and the Spirit fan the flames
Stirring up the gift
date?
Cuz I just
I wanna take you on one
What would you say?
If we were to go to that one
Of your cafes
Go on a walk till sun's down
In Saint-Tropez
Then
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