Search results for 'no youre product by the saints' Page #110

don't know what's behind the building

Seeing
Believing
It's all in our head
Deceivers
Believers
You're weak or born leaders

When the saints all dance

and feelings
When you're living in a place, ain't no doctors in yo building
Only shottas in yo projects and their options is to
They gotta knock you off if

a saint, so say you can't, no you want more
Say no more, walk out the door, came right back you said were sure cus'
You see, one, one, one, two, two, two,

consciousness and feelings
When you're living in a place, ain't no doctors in yo building
Only shottas in yo projects and their options is to kill ya
They gotta

Slowly but surely it's taking its toll
Sun after sun until it is done
Doesn't it show that I am no saint
No going back it's like mixing paint
Don't want

Beautiful as a Rose
Hand me that umbrella
Sittin in yo door
I told you I'd treat you like this before

So lets go in Saint Laurent
And get them shoes you want

we're fed
Telling us that we can win
I've never claimed to be a saint, no
But I'll no longer live
With all the mess you make
Keep your head down
Don't

Break it out, break it out.
Let me introduce myself.
My name is Mister C.
When I see a microphone,
I put words on the beat
You're ready for me?

Take it by the horns we all ride with it
Haters transform in their irises
From La to the C's to where the islands is
Saints vs. the demons whose side you

Pipe that shit up TNT
Tre made this beat
Wake up in the morning and I pray
I made it to another day
Lil saint music is the movement
Let's talk about

session
Don't show up wit weapons
We take everything with no effort
Take everything with no effort
Try me and dolo you get left on a stretcher
You are a bum

the offers I had from the devil to sell out and be in the (mentions)
But I was slapped by the angel in me who was dormant who said I should stay back from evil

a pope
I'm in no fear of no purgatory
Remember days I used to pray, hoping
That things would change
While Puffin on la, trusting Mary Jane to get me by

enough from me, I'ma just stunt, I'ma stunt
Fuck it, cop the brand new Saint Laurent
I'ma cop it
Stop all that capping, you ain't talking about what you're

bands what I should shoot for
I said fans what I should shoot for
I asked God and he  said don't lose her
Y'all act fraud when you're on computers
I stand

ser  

(Estrofa)
OMG they're made by me 
No quiero ser mean 
But your show is killing me 
You can't control all the rage 
When you can't buy them

the words that's released
And even on the unheard like 'Seccle and Cease'
Can be the song of saints that crush the head of the beast

Horizons expanded, we

got pain you can't see
And my soul needs set free
All the things I can't be
Takes it's toll upon me
People judge like it's their business
You're no

stuntin', she said
Wait, I'm gon' lose all of this weight
She gon' love me like it's Saint
I'm a ten and I rate
Don't fuck with me, I'm too great
I want your

wrong
Girl I got everything anything you want
While you're posted with him, I'ma count up these M's
I be dripping in Louis, Yvse Saint Laurent
Hopped

Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah

I'm sick and tired of these lies, I've let 'em creep into my life
You're the Rock and I'm

the fireplace

I'm gonna be there for you
With unconditional love
So even if you're on Santa's bad side
Won't give you no lump of coal
 
Oh, it's finally

forth demise!
What sweet revelation do you bring?

This is the end of everything
This is the bottomless betrayal
Time flies and life passes by
Forever

relax?
Credit card is to the max
Cause I must get money to feed mah scene
Just with joss, just
We just proceed
You're a private dancer
Skankin' for