Who are'll those people That is shut away down there Are they crazy Are they sainted Are they heroes someone painted Someone painted Are they -isms Later
feelin Yea keep wantin nigga Houseing by the subway, fillin through the projects Come to the mucialago or for an object Number one prospect, the day
St. Jimmy's coming down across the alleyway Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade Lights on the silhouette He's insubordinate Coming at you on
devil. Once she gets cooking, the lady likes to dance with the devil, dance with the devil- when God ain't looking, the lady likes to.. By day she plays the saint
Ward left feet on guard Seven Ward hard heads, niggas out that Saint Bernard Ninth Ward pressed for desire and Florida, New Orleans So bout it every day
in delf' bring stacks and green packs Need hats for jacks, camoflauge At least 2 gatts for when skies are grey Any day above ground is a good day, I'
somehow And it's clear to see the reasons Are woven deep in the wondering Something left to live for Nothing left to prove Fallen saints and angels
s got tricks for you Catch as Cassius never become the killin' machine Run him over ruff shod 'til he bleeds army green out, so devout To the saint that
s young money open the bar If they don't know who you is I bet they know who you are No kelly just n.o. and l.a. We come to fuck shit up like broke levays
dough, we get bi-zay! [Chorus] [Verse Three: Killer Mike] Uh-huh, whattup? Tell you somethin bout me.. My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patties day, green
Keep It Thorough I'm Not, Not A Celebrity I'm Real Like A Phoenix Sun Feel Like My Day Is Coming If I Can Just Kill Competition Then All The Fees Will Come
I feel that soul Bet I go Bet I bench these n-ggas like Ray, sit down bro! Bet I know, everything about this game Bet I know my role Plus they know when I come
day (Shiloh) I can hear my Savior saying I can hear my Savior saying I can hear my Savior say "Come home, come home and rest awhile Come home, come
and the dough, we get bi-zay! [Chorus] [Verse Three: Killer Mike] Uh-huh, whattup? Tell you somethin bout me.. My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patties day, green
is Saint, the one the girlies flock fool. So don't get mad when your lady starts to jock me fool. like a beer like marijuana. She said "Hi Saint my name