Lyrics:
Pray for
Pray for
Pray for Saint Louis Ave
Pray for Saint Louis Ave
Pray for Saint Louis Ave
Pray for Saint Louis Ave
20 years ago I was posted
or the Louis, Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent)
Anything you want girl, anything you want (Anything, anything, anything that you want)
I ain’t wasting time, I got
the various tribes congratulate each other for doing fuck all
Will achieve nothing but the strengthening of the status quo.
Punk has spawned another rock
we've all been abused!
And I ain't sayin' I'm free
I just wanna be me
And that ain't good for anybody
Not for no one but me!
But I'm wise!
Seeing further
heaven with people like you
We're all saints and sinners here
Whether you believe it's true
My business is my own and you should
Get this in your head
One
of strippers together
Shawty my rider, she down for whatever
Y'all give her capital murder, her swagger killer
Shawty got more bags than a drug dealer
I put
of sanctuary
That was a trip a bit far out, even for you
I know you're busy directing your lifelong documentary
Documenting was all you wanted me to do
Am I
the opposite, bound for flames.
I've been betrayed, so many times now that I'm not phased I just part my ways.
I'm growin' older by the day I've given
Kotegaeshi, robuse
I'm now sensai of all tensai
2saint the champ
It's not by chance
Body and mind
Trained so intense
I spared no expense
Got the seventh sense
Don't presume to know it all
Find your truth but be open
And then
Realize
Were limited to visualize
A certain amount so hypnotized
By the tech not
can tell
You played me for the fool didn't you now
I shook St. Peters hand he told me about you, and all the things you’d like to do
I shook St. Peters
Good Lord, it's enough to plague a saint
Post-love, post-truth, justice lays bound
And black bagged ready for the guillotine
We can all plead guilty
all around
And the saints all raise from the graves
in the ground
We'll be going way downtown
Way downtown
a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny
tonight you fucking saint
I wanna help, but at this point, there is nothing more to say
Life could be cool, but you make it feel cruel
You self righteous
on the dash aint regular
I walk wit all cash I aint regular
I was getting bags for the cheap
Saint Laurent or Prada this week
Off-white and designer my feet
and leave this life
Lying in the earth
Side by side
Into the nothing
Faded and weary
I won't leave and let him fall behind
Live for the dying
Heaven
a drum
She underestimated just who she was stealing from
She's not a saint and she's not what you think
She's an actress, whoa
She's better known for
have none, yeah I have
But I have none (yuh)
I really have nothing to prove anymore to you guys we all ride for our self
I see, I'm not asking for
it to me, Saint Honesty
Rain
Salvation is coming in the morning
Wait patiently, aiming straight for it
But now what we need
Is a little rain
a drum
She underestimated just who she was stealing from
She's not a saint and she's not what you think
She's an actress, whoa
She's better known for
point
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir bonsoir!
"There's nothing wrong with lcving
Who you
smells, and tastes
I’ve become who I am by the grace
Life’s profound as it takes me
Toward this destiny meant for me
So sinful and yet the saint in me
Has
all I really neeeeeedddd
You got lips that's unholy to my for skin
On top of that you stay covered in Dior Scent
You Bussing out that Saint Laurent
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