Lyrics:
The Sinner and the Saint
Have mercy us sinners can't all become saints
Heaven's gate is open I can hardly wait
Thought you'd walk with me every step
as Saint could never die What you need a martyr for?
I would say fuck the dollar
But I know I can't afford to play around
In a world where it's "pay it now"
sacrifice
We are the army of the church of Jesus Christ
Of Latter-day Saints
Two by two
And today we'll know
Who we'll make the journey with and where
or full?
Vibrant or dull? Make you run into a pole?
Hit that shit with your skull, Just for good measure
When I was 21 I couldn't take the pressure
Starring through the hole in the wall
I can see you are vulnerable and easy
When no one's around all your lies shine through
And you know the Saint
Everyone's pace is relentless, you waste no time, time
What is it like in his shoes?
Life don't discriminate
Between the sinners and the saints
Taking
are my middle name
Raised in the Canebrake by an old mama lion
Ain't no a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons, what do you
that's strong
You load sixteen tons, and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my
please
Look at me look at you
I’m doin' something, wha' bout you
What are you doin', you workin' a nine to five thinkin’ that you gonna reach your
and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion
Cain't no a high-tone woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons
Of Your Holy Grace
We worship You our God
From the depths of heart
Let Your Holy Fire burn
Let us sing to Yeshua new song
We are the people saved by
and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion
Cain't no a high-tone woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons
nothing new
I wish more people understood just what you do
You bat your eyes and blow the sweetest kiss of death
And yes, your shoes are Saint Laurent,
forever
Heavenly Father we await the hour
Praise through the struggle for God loves you
All of His children, glory in your tribulations, we are saints in
I'm the real deal, the one that you want
My rhymes so cold, they make the haters front
I'm Saint , the one that you need
got bars, that'll make you
Of Your Holy Grace
We worship You our Good
From the depths of heart
Let Your Holy Fire burn
Let us sing to Yeshua new song
We are the people Saved by
the spare door
The cops are here why you scared yeah what you scared for
The cops are here get your body off the dance floor ah
I'ma get by
Hit 'em with
Time passes by
Goes so fast then you die
It's enough just to be with you
You set your sights high
No regrets no goodbye
Just a face in your mind for
on my lips
You will be praised You will be praised
With angels and saints we sing worthy are You Lord
You will be praised You will be praised
With
Out of 10 million people how many are saints
Out of 10 million how many know how to paint
If it doesn't reach me does it mean anything
Out of 10
Broke boy
I got the cash flow
You come up I click fast forward
No features I'm an asshole
YSL on me Saint Laurent
YSL YSL
Did it by myself
Did it by
Saint Peter's Gate!
"Come with me" said that old man, as he took me by the hand
"There is someone here that you have seen before
In this room
teeth are dripping in vibranium
Coming like king of wakanda
Wuyocuno baby tamba
Senorita cant dance
Mhm mhm ah ah baby
Dino famba
Wanna see you do
at your alter lies you believe
Controlled by fear and exploited by greed
Go fuck your religion
It don't speak for me
Your prophets and your saints
Just
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