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When the saints go marching in
A for a heart
B for a brain
Insects and grass
Are all that remain
When the light from above
Burns a hole straight
to 
No fear for children anymore 
There are babies in their hands, terror in their heads 
For life, for life 
When do the saints go marching in? 
When
cause I'm livin' for more than just rappin' but that's what happens when

When the saints, go marching in
When the saints, go marching in
When
song of freedom rising to the stars
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

Lord it's all that I can't carry and cannot leave
Zion or Mecca
When the gates are finally closed
And the saints go marching in

When the Armageddon's dark and dread (I get up and make it happen)
A lot
Of course, you was messin wit the Boss 

Not Bruce Springsteen, your boss drove a Porsche 

Remember, you went to work one night 

While me and D-Wade
lonesome song
We're all drawn to heartache when someone's done you wrong
The last song I'll be playin' is “When the Saints Go Marching In”
So if I die
Play some pool and listen to that
Tenor saxophone calling me home
And I can hear the band begin
When The Saints Go Marching In
By the whiskers on my
So when the saints go marching in
They won't be singing for your sins
They just hope to Hell you've learned something
Living and breathing

Everybody
And I was willing to play my position, yeah
When you made me your wife-to-be
You were right by my side
Through all the changes
We've been through
wippin' and rippin' at your body and soul
Why do you like Cool J (it ain't Rock 'N' Roll)
'Cause it ain't the glory days with Bruce Springsteen
I'm not
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
ones, play some pool and listen
To that tenor saxophone calling me home
And I can hear the band begin When the Saints Go Marching In,
And by
frightened to move?

I think of all people you got a bullet in your brain when it was nothing but a piece of puddy

Though try as you may but you will
The bells are wippin' and rippin' at your body and soul
Why do you like Cool J., we like rock and roll
Cause it ain't the glory days with Bruce Springsteen
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel

Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
Too many people
Making too many problems
And not much love to go round
Can't you see
This is a land of confusion.

This is the world we live in
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel

Hither, page and stand by me
If thou knows it telling
Yonder peasant, who
night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel

Hither, page and stand by me
If thou knows it telling
Yonder
night,
Though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight,
Gathering winter fuel.

Hither, page, and stand by me.
If thou know it telling:
night, though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel. 

Hither page and stand by me if thou know'st it telling
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring winter fuel

"Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring winter fuel
"Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel

Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder