Lyrics:
her King
All the saints of ages past
Join the angels as they sing
Have you ever seen a more radiant bride?
She was purchased by the Servant King
In
Let me take it back to the day
It was me and my homie saint
We was skateboardin' playin' b-ball
Before we smoked on dank
Just posted up in the paint
We
some day
I'm not a saint
You couldn't count my mistakes
I couldn't hold you to the fire
To ease my regrets
Should I light the beacons
Should I send away
Right about now, Thugs-n-harmony is on a come up
So to all you bustas out there, beware
Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves
[Krayzie]
Woke
Yeah ha, I could never turn my back nigga (never)
I could never forget where I came from
This for all my motherfuckin' soldiers (Master P)
Native
And you belong
That was then, this is now
You're bought by the blood, saved by the Son the saints all sing about
That was lost, this is found
And it's
How could I ever say goodbye
Every day is a Monday
Without you by my side
I must have been a fool to try
'Cos Every day is a Monday
Without you in
Whenever she walks flowers grow in her footsteps
Whenever she talks all the birds hush their singing
The heart of a saint and the face
On my way to finer things, I hope one day I live to see my prime
Not a fool cause I'm conscious of all my mistakes
Yea I got a lot at stake, put it
When I long ago held a royal flush in my hand.
Oh, I was a super market fool, I was a roll-the-bank, a
stool pigeon,
Robbing my hometown
I
No Merlin is by my side
Hey, father stubborn
You're ying and I'm young
I feel alone
Who really cares
Born into ashes
To lose all the games
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other
saved by the sight of a blind man
I was saved by the prayers of the Saints
I was saved by trusting in you God
To do the things I can't
Like, One Cross,
the man
Gettin' money, had to count the advance
Saint Laurent all on my shoes, they not Vans
Need a fan in case a nigga get hot
'Member she ain't want
a single thing by the rocking break of day
Seriously, Santa, not one single gift?!
Come on, Saint Nick!
You know what we're going to do?
What?
You know what
labeled as bums
We came up and got sum funds
And they ain't getting a crumb
Smoking exotic weed all day man
I swear I be killing my lungs
And I ain't
at the river
The beautiful, the beautiful river
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God
On the margin of the river
Washing up its
silver spray
We will talk and worship ever
All the happy golden day
Yes we'll gather at the river
The beautiful the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints
Alone I wait in the shadows
I count the hours 'til I can sleep
I dreamed a dream Cosette stood by
It made her weep to know I die
Alone at the end
Alone I wait in the shadows
I count the hours 'til I can sleep
I dreamed a dream Cosette stood by
It made her weep to know I die
Alone at the end
Undens
What's so important
that you couldn't say that you miss me
All we do is fuck and make up
Did you really mean to when you kissed me
I just
he said
I'm innocent till proven guilty
But If I wrote down all my wrongs
I would've been
Sentenced by Moody Judy
Nigga got smoke
That's why I
And you promise you will love me Like a fool
Oh love I pray
Take my heart no go sell away
All of the bad bad things wey my eyes Don see
Make my hand dey
[Snoop]
Let cho' mind not be confused
If you can walk this walk nigga take my shoes
New fools, you fools, these fools, all y'all
Talking bad
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