Lyrics:
Saint Augustine
Nick was from Gainesville, raised up on Petty
Gators and cypress and shot gunning Bud Lights
Sharing smokes with boys parked by
the chorus
Two things will happen at the end of this track
You'll realize Augustines the real king of rap then you'll feel my wrath
Augustine the delinquent
a superstar now
Hey Augustine, look up at the stars
Walk through the city that laden, city that is
Oh Augustine, you've come so far
You always wanted to be
breathing
God knows for how long I can keep it in
Now I'm off
So off
Saint Augustine was a wanted man
Not the least bit wanted by me
He didn't take too kind
Superior
Chicago, oh-oh
Saint Augustine
Montreal
Say, "Goodbye California"
Goodbye California
In Kansas City
Ohio
Sweet Carolina
He's out in
Ora pro nobis
Saint Gregory, pray for us
Saint Augustine, pray for us
Saint Athanasius, pray for us
Saint Basil, pray for us
Saint Martin, pray for us
I begin once again , my song to the wind
In a slow south Laredo rain
Goodbye to the ones I left behind
Santa rosa , sweet Augustine
I've left
Saint Augustine, pray for us.
Saint Athanasius, pray for us.
Saint Basil, pray for us.
Saint Martin, pray for us.
Saint Benedict, pray for us.
Saint
of friend of mine I never had
You're the kind of love I had that I never thought there was
Saint saint saint saint Augustine
Far far far away Georgie
Silver scents of Saint Augustine
Fire in the ground
Between my better teeth
We're dancing on the poison in their graves
At the end of the night
Na '89 class we dey
Lobe Lobe Ramses and Mbei Enow, dem go slay
Divine Dienga and Augustine Mbene, dem go play
Terence Ngassa and Raymond Elume, all
the great, great greasy city
Huck standing like a Saint, upon its deck
Well ya wanna catch a Saint
Then bait ya hook, let's take a walk
"Oh come to me,
Lap dance, hands tied, get free or I’ll die dreaming
Her ass lifted, divine demon. Wax dripping
Dark Knight in a black fitted, last Gotham city rogue
Many times before
You stroke his face to soothe him
While knowing that there's more
Saint Augustine
Late have I loved and chose to see (what did I
due to win
They fooled you once shame on them
There ain’t no saints in the city tonight
You’re gonna have to face the truth
There ain’t no saints in
Mendel's machines replicate in the night
In the black iron prison of St. Augustine's light
He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud
They can
to find what I want
(What I want)
So I distract myself with new Saint Laurent
(Saint Laurent) i'm falling down
You could have my heart
(You can have my
Saint Teresa's back garden
All covered up in leaves, yeah
Saint Sebastian is among em
George, Ambrose, and Augustine
I said who is here?
Nobody else
to Tennessee
On a train to Tennessee
In a 48 hour fever dream
Gonna roll into Memphis
Like Saint Augustine
On a train to Tennessee
I reckon I lent her a motive
city
say to Huck... HUCK
woah-woah, woah woah!
woah-woah, woah woah!
Saint Huck! Huck!
Straight in the arms of the city goes Huck,
down the beckonin'
Saint Augustine's very own: Sevo and Stix
They think they know how to do it
But every song we record, we make sure
EVERY WORD COUNTS
Ha, Ha, Ha
Heart
home free...
None Of Them Knew They Were Robots
Mendel's machines replicate in the night
In the black iron prison of St. Augustine's light
He's paying
know what it'd do to me
If we were in the same city
Let's lay the ground rules out
And settle all this right now
You can hang on to my hometown
we dat
The plan is to stop ya
Take the noise out ya
Boy who dat
Boy we dat
Fighting through the pressure
The line set the edges
I say The Saints (boy
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