Saint's Letter Lyrics

Mastered all the masters

For the bastards and the bagless

The girls that added asses

Now they asking where the cash is

To come from corner stores

But now we clash in Calabasas

And I'll leave a bitch

Boxes packing like I was Cashious

That's before he was Muhammad

Good god said the woman

Consummate the soul

God's gold in her stomach

See I know you put in it

Everything you gain from it

And whatever I put out

I probably got the same coming

Ah I would never snitch

I let time tell

The question of the best

It ain't a question I rhyme well

Beyond sells

Hempies for my blimpies

Be gone shells keep long shells

The villain when the feeling has gone stale

The bombs sail like a ship

You got to feel the shift

Know this shits a wave

And niggas see it's sick

Know this shits a flav niggas know the script

This shit is more a gift

I still patrol wit stick eh

Zaziato in a masiauto

Getting money for the day

Still trying to buy tomorrow

Thinking everything for sale

That's what get you hell

When fear win and hope fails

That's what tilt the scales

Foolish pride had me fighting tides

Constant hater of the truth

Lover of the lies

I'm only human

This is what I'm spewing

What I believe tween you and me

I'm the brother of Judas

Reinforcing my protection

Full of faith my weapon

Just as full as my conviction

No missing the message

And no need for readjustments

No need for corrections

And everything is everything

All this is shit connected

Saint