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principles were fashioned,
you thought your new rules made you new.
But maybe those X's on your hands are what's killing you.

The cross of Saint Andrew never

proud of me, hey proud of me

Dem left dem yard, true
Dem hear mi pon record
Dem left dem yard, true
Dem hear mi pon record
Dem come a Saint Andrew fi

me on Saint Andrew's while the sun is breaking the clouds
You said, you wish we could grow old in your bed
Dreaming of castles in your head it's just

One Shot 2 Shot

Eminem

Encore [Clean]

2004

the floor
And I'm tryna make it to the Saint Andrew's door
That's the sound of the Glock
Even DJ House Shoes fucked around and got shot
I done messed

One Shot 2 Shot

Eminem

Encore

2004

the floor
And I'm tryna make it to the Saint Andrew's door
That's the sound of the Glock
Even DJ House Shoes fucked around and got shot
I done messed

Paul, pray for us.
Saint Andrew, pray for us.
Saint John, pray for us.
Saint Mary Magdalene, pray for us.
Saint Stephen, pray for us.
Saint Ignatius

from my school supplies
Then Proof, Denaun
Eye-Kyu and I would climb in that hooptie to ride to Drew's and rhyme
Bodied Saint Andrew's Hall too many

for us
Saint Andrew, pray for us
Ora pro nobis. Ora pro nobis 

Saint John, pray for us
Saint Mary Magdalene, pray for us
Saint Stephen, pray for us

Nuttin' But a Bitch Thang

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 3

2001

bitch ass, fag ass 
Biatttcccchh! 
Eminem ain't nuthin' but a bitch, BITCH! 
Preppy ass teeny bop bitch, BITCH! 

I remember your ass at Saint

Jane Says [Radio Tokyo Demo; Previously Unreleased Track; Version]

Jane's Addiction

Live Voodoo [DVD]

2010

a swing but
She can't hit!
She don't mean no harm
She just don't know... what else to do about it

Jane goes
To the store at eight
She walks up on Saint

good

Believe it or not
Some saints don't rot
They're bodies don't decay
While most of us
Just turn to dust
Shortly after we pass away

Saint Andrew was

Well I wake up at Saint Andrew's
With my hands at two and ten
And my Jane is riding shotgun
So today we must be friends
I'm just a man with empty

Farewell to Hessle Road, Saint Andrews Dock and river Hull
I am bound away for to leave you and I'll never see you again

the cross of Saint Andrew stood
And B is stands for you
To rest in peace old friend
Fly away from this wretched land
Where its given, no one understood
They

your skin

Under the sign of the whip, the crack ressonates
Tears come with the orgasm
Intoxicating sexual frenzy

Tied to the cross of Saint Andrew 
Her

came through and I
Found myself in the basement at Saint Andrews

And then it was white T's
Chicago streets
Then right back to the shelter
Chi-Raq

y’all was never down
The lies more entertaining  than the truth
The news just misinforming
using your fear as a tool

Paul Cargnello Verse 3:
Saint Andrew

for food I was hungry for love
(baw, baw, baw)
I was sleeping in the doorway
Of Saint Andrews Church (baw, baw, baw)
Too proud to steal and too proud

do or try
Yeah, uh, who am I?
(Skip got that bounce, it go crazy)

Done see you, Spanish Town
Born a Saint Andrew but I'm not a saint
Mozart inna

Waking the Lion

Spirit of the West

Weights & Measures

2005

(Kelly/Mann)
The Saint Andrews' Cross
The slate rooves and the chimney pots
Are dirty against the snow
Speeding away from Glasgow
A carriage with

Roland, give her a glass a Andrews
Teach dem badness like Saint Jago, Andrews
Unknown car pull up on the crime scene

Guns dem long like a stretch limousine

Lächeln in der Fresse - Franklin Saint
Bullen wollen mich wegsperren - Andrew Tate
TERRON bald ein Star, wie Johnny Cage
Hab den Code geknackt, so

think right now it's where I need to be

I don't want the only saints I know
(I don't want the only saints I know)

To be Patrick, Claire or Andrew
(To be

laughing
They high from sniffing coke off a twenty-cent Andrew Jackson
City lights spark a New York night
Rossi and Martini sipping, Sergio Tacchini