🎵 Saint // by Defunct Page

1 ContributorSaint Lyrics What can be said as the main song on the mixtape, “Saint” takes a big raw hip-hop approach. It samples “chanson d'un jour d'hiver” by Cortex, “Dead Presidents” by Jay-Z, “Dead Presidents III” by Logic, “All… Read More  [Intro] I'm behind this mic tryna kill in this I'm 'bout to OD on something, it's called (riddlin) Everything's in slow motion, and now I feel erosion and- *Talks to self* This is Delta 90, we found a man on the ground passed out, he needs medical attention immediately [Interlude] [Verse 1] This desk I sit at These lines I spit at I need more vocals, where’s the instrument at? This is more different than before Cuz everyone wants more That's why this song exists Oh wait, I can just exit But screw that, I already took the old stuff and threw that against the wall Plus, I got a crew that will never fall At all It looks like I gotta rhyme internally To shine eternally Now let's get back to the subject I've lost my mind, so I can't object To not stop working on my project I've worked on it for 6 months who knows how good it is I've worked on it for 6 months who knows how good it is Uh, yeah I que the verse Without a rehearse Got 4 pairs, Jordan’s were my first That's a Converse I'm a saint But next song I ain't Lemme paint A picture of me looking for money yet being a saint Oh wait This Hook will great 15 more seconds So after this verse there will be seconds (I just ran outta things to say) No I didn't, it was a joke Now let's beat ya with an egg yolk (Again, ran outta things to say) [Hook] (x2) I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me [Verse 2] This desk I sit at These lines I spit at I need more lines, where's the end at? This album will never come out I gave them 13, they said 4 didn't count But I wanna let these thirsty people figure out That I am a man not defined by accomplishments, not how I started out Not 30+30 songs, not going out Of business then coming back in with doubt But it was how I obtained them while they fricking had doubt I'm walking in here like a 13 year old white boy rapping in front of a crowd Of people with the color of a count Let's add another rhyme scheme with 13 and ow You got 30 men at a crime scene shooting someone dead You got 30 guys whining about not getting read You got 30 kids in jail for being mislead You're being mislead You think that rapping about this stuff is what is getting people dead It's you Now think about that when you put pressure on me That I'm too crude or young for this because honestly You're a retard if you think I believe in this (shit) “Oh my god he cussed” Who cares about it Just listen to my old stuff, there you go Now just let me leave you alone You want more, you always do That's why I hate every single one of you “I hate your delivery” How about you get buried alive in a cemetery That ain't even rhyme Now get me out before I die I'm now on writer's block Let's have a moment of silence for my mind loss Nah screw that crap Been there done that. I already went through that rap You are now in a state of insanity That is because I, Illum died in vanity It's not even a word [Hook] (x2)