Lyrics:
have faith
I'm blinded by these flashing lights
New marching bands got me very tight
Shorty you got caught in the hype
All of a sudden you wanna catch
marching by
Every cpril we would stand and listen to the rhythm of the silver band
cs they marched by for those who die in a battle in some far off land
yea, I'm in the fuckin post
Yeah, I'm coming through
Nigga do the fuckin most
Yeah, it's YungStewMusic
In the band, got the trumpet
Yea, you know I keep
of wine cuisine song southern hospitality
The big easy cajun creole the brass bands the marching bands
New Orleans jazz dixieland
Ragtime Sidney Bechet
brass band of gratitude
Not quite dormant in my belly
It said so in a human voice
"Bellow forth"
And who among us could ignore such odd
And precise
I've been grindin' since a youngin', gettin bands like Warren Buffett
Bitch, I go against the crowd, I'm sayin' f-f-f-f-fuck it
They don't fuck with
high
Then this could be are night
I've seen saints marching by
There Driven by lights
Darkness breaks when its bright
Then this could be are night
can't find myself
Lost in the middle of bland
Don't nobody play nowadays all these digital bands
Ain't nobody musicians no more lyrical cats
How can we go
every day
I was taught every dog got his day
When them bullets go to spark
And the dog gotta lay
Better hope to God he don't jump with the K
Mr deLeon by
on the bonce,
although there was a drive by shouting once,
but there's a brass band everywhere,
and I dont drive so I care,
and as a nightingale sang in berkley
Nothin from this love shall ever sever..
King of glory reign forever..time of effectual fervent prayers..
(Thousand Thousand saints attending, when he
the saints go marching past
I don't need to be first I don't wanna be last
But let it be known I did my very best
Cause I'm gonna lay down on that big brass
word, it's solid as cement
Type to go deep when they playing in prevent
Setting new goals that you reaching, achieving
You grinding, you working
You
and the saintly will go
Marching to their fate
The saints reign from heaven the saints!
Spirit and the body unite when
Pushed to the edge
Left behind
you lonely when your times are dark
Light the spliff and go to mars I can't wait to say we made it though
You change the station bet I still be
his mission
A chance to go out and help heal the world
That's my mission
Soon I'll be off in a different place
Helping the whole human race
I know
Come follow the band wherever it's at
Let both of your feet beat time to the drum
And let your heart go rat-a-tat-tat
A flag in your hand, a plume
Play some pool and listen to that
Tenor saxophone calling me home
And I can hear the band begin
When The Saints Go Marching In
By the whiskers on my
going
Let's go Let's go
I got hunnid bands i won't pull up to Gold Rush
She wanna keep it a hundo and go plush
4 by 4 i beat it in a condo
Get behind,
the band played Waltzing Matilda
When we stopped to bury our slain
We buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs
Then we started all over again
And those
freak
Getting by on tabs of acid and raw meat
Oh when the saints are marching in
Hope I'll get under your skin
So the world may know how we live in sin
Oh
I hate it when she lies to me
I guess that makes me a hypocrite
Sick of this
You can all blame saint Nicolas
That's not figurative
Feel the pain now
planning on hanging around
People would go on their different ways
I left to start a band
A note came through the letter box
In your childlike hand
feel you up ..
Can't pour into your dreams but will surely sip the cup
WE UP!
100 Bands just to crash in it
That's how I'm feelin when I'm passionate
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