Lyrics:
What ho sed de ting!
I'm back, nyaaah! You thought you got away with it, didn't you? But you didn't. No, not on your fourth little
box set of Run
she said when we were hugging goodbye
See you again in seven sleeps and how I hope they go by
‘Cuz time flies if you let it
But on my Sunday nights I
think Cher?
That's OK with me
It's OK with you
It's OK with me too
I think you should put the music down
Before the words down
What music
right now
Will understand what I'm talkin' about
If you know, you know
And with that bein' said
I wanna take us into the last song for tonight
This one's
decided to reach out anyway
I know we didn't spend too much time together so I wanted to catch you up on a few Things
For starters, I go by Saint and I've
Perpetrating, bitches popping Percocet and percolating
Freelance for God, but do the work of Satan, whatever works
I'm clever with the words, if you haven't
that God got me, I'm thankin' Him for it (yeah)
Soon as I get it, then I'll be payin' Him for it
You know you made it when all the haters support
let's go
I'm known for saying words loudly, proudly
And rappers listen to them devoutly
Haters wanna come 'round me
Saying they ain't about me
Then they
your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin for my turn to burn
and get a million-five, and a tax return
that be
black teen
I used to dream, of bein a architect
Easier said than done, believe me it's hard to get
Out of the projects, without forgettin where you
nigga rap sat me down, like this
He said, "P, you gon' wind up dead
You and Hav' real good with that music shit
You need to stick to it, dunn, get your
the price of death (It doesn't matter, it's all for you)
If it means your days are better even if just by a tenth
Even when I have none left, know that I'll
the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never really tried.
And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave
work," said God, "But here's the rub:
I have a book for you to sub.
It's called The Bib.. O, please, don't blub.
There's a good boy. Steady."
So God
And it keeps calling me
They want me to go to rehab
I said no, no, no
I don't need that
Me sad? Hell nah, you must be mad!
Long as I got my fix I'm G-Lad
with a fake bb gun,
Something like putting in work every day, 4:30 pm, you fight sleep,
cnd minimum 16 hours a day of toil always on yo feet,
You can't
my face
A fool could get his head split
A lot of doubters
Said it couldn't be done by me
them same suckers
Are now lookin' from under me
Wonder'n what
way, ayy
Just ran into this stallion
Just the other day
She told me that she like my music, I said
"Thank you"
And I told her that I like her booty
Can't
enough to turn you on
For every time she said the words, another one of his doubts were gone
Should he try to rap with her? Should he stand and stare?
enough to turn you on
For every time she said the words, another one of his doubts were gone
Should he try to rap with her? Should he stand and stare?
by
Without us talking, and now I’m back often
But I know to deal with me, for you it is exhausting
'Cause I be getting lost in all them girls that’s
thousand
Wha, you cluckerin' motherfu
Listen if you wanna make the deal, you fat motherfucker!
It's at 477 Savona Way, 4 A.M.! And don't fuck me!
Hey I
on the panel that's a rebel for you?
God said, "Chill, there's something special for you"
I know you been through hell so I got heaven for you
If you don't
checked my DNA
When I was out of line, God stopped time abrupt
He left the 99 and He came back for one
You can lock me up
Throw away the key
Still can't
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