Lyrics:
girl dies, what crosses my mind
She's less than 8 years old, and live in New Orleans
Her mother profiled to be the least respected being
She called me
years old, and live in New Orleans,
Her mother profiled to be the least respected being,
She called me late, saying hey Uncle I love you,
Just in case
audition,
Thanks for stopping by to visit, cause
I could be great, or I could be the greatest,
I could be a saint, or I could be a sadist,
You might act
color is maroon
I'm coming back in June
Nigga we ain't living, we here all year
From January to December
You hearFrom New Orleans, to Japan
To Brazil,
like a latter-day saint in the right light
There's uptown jittery money on the line but I'm too wise
To look out at the city with news eyes
This price
to pick shit up
Let's get started
We are coming
Hands up don't shoot
You are in violation of Minneapolis curfew
Please disperse or you will be arrested
Yeah
Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, lightning clapping
Raining on my window pane and praying I make something happen
A preacher's
I just know you wanna live
And you know that I'm
Down to roll, are you coming?
Down to roll, are you coming?
Down to roll, are you coming
don't live in New Orleans
Real like 95 when bloods and crips was banging
When my homie said Flame forget school I'm slanging
They skip school they
you are
The Lord can reach you, yeah
Read for yourself what He said and did
He will live in your heart
You will know what He means
By I died for you
New Orleans
I'm all in Texas with London, she telling me that's her name
She better not ask me for money, now people look at me funny
Yeah,
They not
cause them niggas be hating now walk on my strip and i Spray Em Down
You are Not from out here please do not come out here
You cannot walk in my playing
all are healed
No reason I can't praise Him
I'm looking to the hills
From whence cometh all my help
I couldn't recognize the years (uh)
I
By all your saints still striving
For all your saints at rest
Your holy name, O Jesus
Forevermore be blessed!
For you arose victorious
That they
By all your saints still striving
For all your saints at rest
Your holy name, O Jesus
Forevermore be blessed!
For you arose victorious
That they
a new memory from the ones that I remember
Things that be happening over me
Is making it too hard for me in this world that I live
The issues still many
satisfy
Cuz they wont be hearing it until your words are from the sky
Absurd I tell no lie
I should overdose my album be hitting top five
But I'm just tryna
The fortitude to knuckle up
Extinguish the flames
Of he we don't name
Are you willing to turn the tide
From long range
I won't be gamed by the idea of fame
Cause
you
[?] love your body, want you get undressed, ooh yeah
Let my charm go [?], 'till there's nothing left, ooh yeah
Come from Saint Louis, they know
at the top but I'm coming for your spot
Just wont stop gotta give it all I got
Just wont stop like I'm running from the cops
You know when MADD Martian drop,
and nigga's underhand me
Then they wonder why I want no family
What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from
And I fear when New Year's come, 'cause
your mother's hymen was intact
Yo you probably shouldn't rap cause your words are wack
You need to find yourself a Cyrano de Bergerac
Or maybe you need
the prison of the night
Till bursting forth from rocky chains
The valley floods with light
Living one long sunrise
For to me all things are new
I've
Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Coming from afar
Reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
Discuss these saints are coming live from new orleans by u2 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In