'm a little bit of everything All rolled into one I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, I'm a child, I'm a mother I'm a sinner, I'm a saint, I do not feel ashamed
Hey, farewell Alllmy niggas farewell Fayettenam Look, some niggas let there dirt out, Some niggas keep it all in 'em So when a man dies all his secrets
in your dreams Use the wings 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
time will tell then I'll tell time no secrets like he doesn't know I throw beggar's bullets at baley's barn there'll be bullets over Broadway for all
against me warrants his own soul And all those who hate me love death [Killah Priest] Telekinesis, I see through dreams A conqueror of all world like
't keep it real as they should Heard they don't pay good Standing around all day wishin they could But this green fufills they dreams They ain't a
I'm trying to take my time on this rhyme But it's bustin from the seems Like a fantasy and eagerness of dreams I'm moving all around Oh yes,I'm making
witch Better change before I get into some gangsta shit Checkin my clothes for N-O's You think im all up in dem hoes Who love to be givin me demos All
Ah, temptation got a way of turnin' the lights down low You're cool in your faded blue jeans Just a fool in a tequila soaked dream But you ain't no saint
roller coaster called life And we have our ups and downs Just keep in mind When you hit rock bottom There aint no where to go but up baby Just all
whatsername She's the symbol Of resistance And she's holding on my Heart like a hand grenade Is she dreaming? What I'm thinking Is she the mother of all
Well if you don't like it go ahead, find yourself a saint go ahead now, try to find a boy who's gonna be what I ain't now what you need is a plastic
One, two, three, four Well, if you don't like it Go ahead, find yourself a saint Go ahead, now try to find a boy Who's gonna be what I ain't Now what
they scream Calling to the masses with the drone of sleepless dreams They're coming to your house They're crawling up the stairs Searching for a saint
Off free in summer's fields And every young lass poised to claim Her share of what love yields To all the grieving angels And the litany of saints I
prayers, wanton dust C hanting strangers, blood on their cheeks Haunt my dreams all covered in blood CHORUS Dance Dance on glass Saints and martyrs Dance Dance on glass Saints
't stop, don't ever pause Here in this place from all our dreams It doesn't seem to make us better now If it will get us through the night With all our
all the kids down in hell all party All the saints up in heaven drink tea While a dream is anothers romance All the fools on the planet (All the fools on the planet) All