Back to the sewer The only place that feels right Groping the tune is his search for help leads him to a fight The mutant people's deadly rays Aims for
Welcome to the end of everything that haunts me Somehow I pretend all was meant to be I am not the saint here, never the good son Hell has taken over
Gd Up From The Feet Up ABCDEF Im A G To The End The End Of The Road But Back In The Kitchen At The End Of The Stove Looks Like We At The End Of The O
you cant revive what you tank survive what u paint supersize what u shrink, the fries and the drink, admired as a saint, defined by my rank, combined with my strength, my time
feeling there's no time to lose, no time to lose Never know now, just don't never know, no Well it's been heaven but even the rainbows will end Now
Incomprehensible] and saints don't bother me I'm not alone you see Don't you say a word Or reveal a thing you've heard Time will tell you well If you
dimension's definition I engage my pen pierce the page so that it bleeds my intention With honorable mention of God's divine intervention I'm incredible, I'm inevitable and there's
a saint Everything I promised everyone I'd be Well I just ain't (ain't, ain't, ain't) Lately it seems like, Everybody's sick, everybody's died (everybody's
a saint So throw up your hands, smash up your seat It's all going down, that's the word on the street So do it one time for what it's worth Cause this
in a g-est ? i could of hit him in his jaw, but i didnt not a ? So i wrote this letter, and i end it in your b s You niggas so Emotionalll You niggas
, shit I'm going through changes I'm going through changes I lock myself in the bedroom, bathroom, nappin' at noon Yeah, dad's in a bad mood, he's always
of your soul this time no one can stop your fly Saint Seya - All young warriors Saint Seya - New heroes will come... Oh yeah! Saint Seya - Pegasus will lead you Saint
ya skull tucked inside the storm It's hard to hide if your warm, blooded, we sense heat Predators that feed off flesh to make ends meat Here's a guarantee
in the greece Then I shoot the thieves, with a long arrow Studied Imhotep, to be a strong Pharoah It's a war when the God's spit It's Allah, when I split
ran it back to forensic labs Your finger prints popped up This is where it begins Your street name was Henry the Saint Staten Island's where your crib
a shorty that I brought home hit it Sent her on her way I got no time today With all this work I got no time to play Cash come and go and I want mine
that saint's sign, I'm so high I can paint signs, and if she ain't fine, she ain't mine, and thank god that I;m alive and if he end it all today, I have
is counting on you Run with a heart that is true Carry the cross, reaching the lost Heaven is counting on you We are standing at the end of time We
