Lyrics:
y'all niggas way back
Hate me off the strength of my name and they looking for a pay back
You wouldn't want to waste that
Still a legend in this bitch
Yahweh
Yahweh
Yahweh
Yahweh
Christ on line
How can he help
Pay all the fines(Roman 5:8)
Every crimes that I dealt
Not for the fame
This
Believe that the sun will shine tomorrow
And that your saints and sinners bleed
We weren't born to follow
You gotta stand up for what you believe
Let me
You're sunkissed
Yeah you've been kiss
By the sun
Yea baby
You're sunkissed
yea
You've been kiss
By the sun
Yea baby
You're sunkissed
My heart burns
For
and the likes
And sacrificed almost everything paid a crazy price
Friendships by the wayside, family by wayside
Hobbies I had let go, we wasn’t on the same vibes
Supper time in the hole
Supper time in the hole
I shame my family, shame my home
Supper time
Old Saint John on death row
He's just waiting for
Feel tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron
gather all the pieces
So the world may be increased
In simulation jubilation
For the deceased...
Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws
Wrinkles smoothed by
what I'll do
You're looking like that for my approval
You're a body, just a body in a drunken room
Fuel the sins of the saint
Your soul I will taint
Believe that the sun will shine tomorrow
And that your saints and sinners bleed
We weren't born to follow
You gotta stand up for what you believe
Let me
Believe that the sun will shine tomorrow
And that your saints and sinners bleed
We weren't born to follow
You gotta stand up for what you believe
Let me
pushed the button
Waves of transformation
I pushed the button
My daughter
Flies through me
I pushed the button
My daughter made new
Looking for control
a name
Old mor, silent light
Cutting through the weight of time
Looking for my..way homeway home..way home
West, dawn, only light Cutting through
a true saint
And
Pizza gate was not fake
It was about child rape
Shoulda been called pedo gate
But it was supressed by the deepstate
For the involved
No longer, will there be hope for the forsaken
I, the chosen one, will take away the light of the sun
And bring darkness to the blessed who speak
You know what I'm saying basically
We're looking for artistic rappers
You're an artistic rapper
Your versatile
You know what I mean
You can be bright
Looking for the digits
Plug hit up
On a mission
Snorting woah
Like I'm kicking goals
Doping on my own
Chugging
Saints Flow
Ganging Saints Row
Playing
looking for me?
Begging the stars in the sky above to shine on me, looking for love
By the Centre George Pompidou, the Musée D'Orsay and the Louvre
You are Darth Vader
I know what you're made of
And you were warmed by the sun
By the sun, by the sun, the sun
And I'm looking for you
And I'm glad I
Honestly I'm really past games
I just wanna change your last name
Looking for the sun no rain
You just take away my pain
Honestly I'm really past
Dangerous air, dangerous water
Powers of nature worse than slaughter
Beware of the sun, no safe places
Beware of god, start looking for angels
Pain
to long
I'm looking for serenity
'Cause I can't reach the sun
It's all I long for
The heat of the sun
It's all I long for
What I'm wishing for is
me the rundown
Thank God for Jesus, the Father, He can call me His son now
Seven o'clock I see the sun
Once I was blind now I see the Son
I see clearly
Verse One:
And the saints come marching in
Serpentine regime ordered by response sort of fell this population
Caboose humming no fence me in a van
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