Songtexte:
Saint On And On

know you read me like a book That's why we made it [Chorus (x2)] Even though the journey seems so far... [Breakdown] On & on baby I got your back On & on

Chorus:] Here the trumpet, blast the sound On and on No relief to be found On and on The things were like a scorpion With accuracy they strike And cries

I was beachin' down on Saint Tropez Or sitting in the lobby at the fabulous Pierre With diamonds on my fingers and not a single care Instead I'm on

bitch, and his wards are the graveyard And in my ward, you can't help but to come apart And all my boys got beef on the fuckin' block And they draw heat

the rapper girls on TV Diamonds on my belly A little later I'll let you see Diamonds on my belly The only thing between you and me Diamonds on my belly

: The gods and the saints preserve you, Cos nobody here deserves you, I?m living my life in flashback, Since I lost my card or cashback, And I?ve gone

baby, why so jaded? Have the boys all grown up and their beauty faded? Billy, what a saint they've made you, just like Mary down in Mexico on All Souls

cats will get strong and convey the truth To others we love to discover truth and pass to our other brothers Did I st-stutter? We got to follow Christ and His Father and

And share our gifts as we edify one another No harsh joking, being corrupt, lyin? on each other Putting off the old man, and puttin? on the new In our marriages, families, even on