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worshipping lately
Cause a lot of Christian art is more wack than saintly
And y'all wanna hate Hollyn for making a pop record
But y'all don't see that CCM could

a fakie just to hate me
I don't care know you ain't me
Feel this chills that is saintly
Haven't been myself lately
I don't get it what is changing
Felt my

accounting of this tragedy  
One of joy brought by others more saintly 
They too are now empowered and set free
The internet brings us more of everything
Good

of America is sovereign and saintly
Well, fuck me
I'd argue that he doesn't love you, but neither does Hillary'
Or Ghandi or Abraham
So basically, I'm saying

before I die
And that’s the plan
We gone be saintly
Sainthood waiting for me
Sorry homie
You gone wait for a minute
Imma be here a while
Make it rain make

yourself of crosses
I threw away my keys
Finding meaning in something that means nothing to me
When saintly streets can't save me
I know you won't let me

Far away now and not coming home
Won't say goodbye won't fall apart before I go
Tank is empty and I can't keep on
You can hate me I'll be saintly

contempt
For the baneful soul
For the disengagement
Of the sacred flesh
Bring forth your butchers
Bring forth your saintly
Hallowed ground trembles
By

But I ride the wave like a sailor, navy
What I say is what it is, speak it plainly
Most of who act innocent ain't saintly 
Take a flick for the gram,

paths marked with saintly stones
Now Lies hordes of grimacing opulence
Behold the landscape turning vertical
In this endless loop of deceiving promises

center stage
A steady stream of stories
It sounds a saintly life
Silence breaks to shrieks of why, why, why
And how to carry on
How to try
Then faintly

the air
A saintly John Coltrane pressures me
In his wailing refrain
Prying into my brain

I hope you know what you're doing to me
Is not indelible
But it's

I remember a time when my heart was far from grace
Every saintly road was poisoned by the taste of sin
I remember the dark smell of roses in my hands

Where is my god
There is no lord
There is just a fraud
Is this why
There is all this war

Yearning for a saintly son
I weep for my unborn love
Salt licked

of voices stand to sing)

Tried to sympathize, with your side, but you're talkin' crazy 
but that ain't saintly
so who's to blame?  (Is this land made for you

Purpose can't escape me
Bible on the daily
Even when your voice
Feelin sorta kinda faintly
I been making choices
Sorta kinda saintly
Feeling like a pastry

to guide you in?

I want you to know
If you don't already
You're the voice inside my head
Fly high butterfly, it's time

Was only for a moment
With saintly

Saintly
But I love the lord greatly
Only one I can trust
Truth be told
Grind is not a choice
Issa must
I keep it real like the voice
Beld Ls had to adjust

lot sticking it to me
With your whited sepulchre behind your saintly grin
My soul is black, Mr Preacher, and no, you can't come in"
So here's

Saintly, pipe down
How many records I got to Shaq?
Young child you Antetokounmpo now
She onto another, yeah
The boy really going wild, correct him
You

you know it doesn't make me feel saintly when i make a woman cry
and your the only girl i ever met that ever looked me in the eye
a motive wasn't

the moon
Saintly bred
High as high
As the royal identity magnified
Salvame
Survival of the goddess starlight
Inteligencia salvaje
Bonita
Soy de Colombia
Love

a river full of sorrow

We drank from saintly fountains
Before the wine turns bittersweet
Said goodbye to every vision
And fortune of ecstasy

The Embers

on with me - I’m not standard,
Do not give a f*ck ‘bout emolument
Amazed at the patience - my lady is saintly!
I would set up a monument!
      
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