Lyrics:
You can always tell the winners
The saints and the sinners
Down at the starting line
I'm a lucid vision
Of the unforgiven
I'm your wave-tossed
like superman
So it probably would behoove you to
Try to be cool with them
My umbilical was cut by the horses bite
Cause I was born in a
Manger
on wire
Thought you would've learned by now
If you play with fire
Then you're bound to get burned somehow
You're way out of line
And you're out of time
a vibe
When the world is on fire
Gun fights
When the world is on fire
I feel like it's coming to an end
I feel like I should've had a friend by now
(I
of a chord like this
Do you still want to play along with me
Pats, there's not a moment I would wanna miss
In such chords escape the fathom of the bourgeoisie
at the top
But I can't really cry
Bull with red curtain
Noose getting tied
Buried in black
The Saint is Laurent
Fuck twelve
They just sat back and watched
just wanna inspire
Nah, I'm not washed, I still got that (fire)
I'm gonna retire and sit by the (fire)
Liar, liar, pants on (fire)
Man talk big
and when I die
Baptized in eternal fire I'll
Shed so many tears
After realizing, to master enterprising
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then
Began
my doors going up (Skrrt)
See paparatzi they shooting me up
Look at me man how I shine in the cut
Just like that zah yea I blaze it on up
I'm black
Volare, Come Prima, Ö Sole Mio
Everyone loved Gigi
The baker's wife would leave her shop
Just to hear him sing
The notary's wife who was a
Saint blessed
"If you had to paint the gutter, which color would you choose?"
Said the patron to the painter, the painter said, "The blues"
Do you act off
These fly rhymes and high times are brought to you by Suburban Noize
D-Loc, Saint Vicious, DJ Bobby be, Pakelika
The bakers man, bake me a cake
at the saints
You ain't ever gonna get rid of us
Guessin' that I just cleaned my plate
So now I'm gettin' cake
Speedin' down the interstate
Yellin' get out
streaming like a well that sprung
I couldn't believe what I had just done
Well, the other boy ran and this one stayed
On the ground and he would never move
but I ain't doing stunts with her
I ain't tryna be that
Haters wanna see that
But I got 'em aggy
'Cause I win the gold like Gabby
She's just
Pull up, Louis V on my waistband
Saint Laurent call em toe taps
I’m in the cut
Flexin’ like I got money flowin’ in like the ocean
Girls, all them want me
just my kind
Rain or shine you always got my back
Take me to cloud nine just like that
You are my fire you take me higher
And I cant deny her
just my kind
Rain or shine you always got my back
Take me to cloud nine just like that
You are my fire you take me higher
And I cant deny her
just my kind
Rain or shine you always got my back
Take me to cloud nine just like that
You are my fire you take me higher
And I cant deny her
just my kind
Rain or shine you always got my back
Take me to cloud nine just like that
You are my fire you take me higher
And I cant deny her
here to run it, run it, run it (uh-huh)
We came here to run it (yup), run it (uh), run it
Just like fire, burning up the way
If I can light
the sanitizer? (Jheeze)
Just flutter by, he said "Giggs can you handle this?"
He said "Float like a butterfly"
I bring truth, but they love a lie
Plans, I'm
Def making a movie!
True Story, True Story, Sit back Grab Ya Popcorn
You aint got to like me, I was called by Jesus
You aint got to like me, she was
My style ugly in the hood, I'm skeletor's face
Leaving my mark on the game, like a cheap whores waist
If this were first 48, you just a cold case
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