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A fifteen year old kid from Saint Paul Hopped on a train and headed west Got a job at a Saint Mary restaurant Washing dishes and making friends
Began within a smile I was urs when U passed by Paid no heed to appearance Don't wanna rectify That's how you feel for me In my mind Hey~do u
A fifteen year old kid from Saint Paul Hopped on a train and headed west Got a job at a Saint Mary restaurant Washing dishes and making friends
do I might do an album or a show (Saint) Y'all peaked in high-school lil girl this a different glow up Y'all peaked in high-school lil girl this
Ru and Frogg at? I put my hood on like it was cold as fuck West side Cedar Block and niggas know what's up I'm with the shit though, my album drop,
bastard style has just been stuck By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin' What if how's about why would ever thought that The napalm would bust your
to smash out the windows with a crowbar. And as the headlights shatter into stars one by one, I curse the at the road and try to knock out the sun. I
Unholy desecrator I'll give you the command Unblessed violator Take you by the hand Plague-bearing angel Infect you with disease Sinner, fornicator
kill sons Can't get into the pen for murder one I rather be rich, lay back and spark that shit Killed now son of being hit by a bullet Nigga shut
confession, son We’re converting anyone You wanna move? So join the trip! Be blessed by the pit There’s no turning back Commitment in black Communion with beer
Suicide chic, real vintage fur Artistry looks up Marylin's skirt Objectify me to the point it hurts Nouveau aristocracy West end girl Yves Saint
day I see my dream. Ev ev every day I see my dream. Every day I see my, every day I see my dream. Every day I see my dream. I see my dream son
SINGIN' LIKE A COWBOY Gary McCray House of Joysong Publishing I was born in Oklahoma with a guitar in my hand I'm the son of a Cherokee
niggas albums, a lot about dropping Fuck break dancing, our guns do the popping We don't stop, we drop, shut it down Rock the undergrounds, cock then gun
We believe in God the Father Almighty maker of the heavens and the earth And in Jesus Christ His Son Who was conceived by the Holy Spirit And given
everyone Politicians being bought and sold for fun Legislation being stymied by the dumb Praying to the patron saint of shoot and run
single-tusked form is revered by His Devotees Who is the Son of Lord Shiva. Whose essential form is inconceivable and without limits Who cuts through
is no place too far that You can't reach I see it in the sun I see it in the sky Your glory's everywhere Your love is alive I see it in Your Son
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beggin for forgiveness, Nah Saint just let 'em live through this 'cause karma's got a way of coming back and returning Besides Momma don't need another son
Cause mercy Oh mercy Took the nails and cross for me Calling all the saints and sinners Come and rest and be forgiven Who the Son sets free shall be free
momma that your son was saint Prolly tell my brother that I did what they can't I been stabbed so much ion even feel the pain Young Zoe he da king he
I'ma get by Hit 'em with the Tek Nine Better quit lying Best not disrespect mine Cause I got it Said, Lil bitch I got it Straight to the grave, I gun
park you Jog right by their little run, don't listen son It's just white noise, time to clamp down Apply pressure enough to burst a dam Short circuit Dow
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