Yo you bitches be f*cking playing with fire
Cuz I snap real eazy and punch like iron
If you think the saint is gonna let you be
You got another thing coming in 1,2,3
I'm like a rabid dog that's been let off the leash
You motherf*ckers should know better than to f*ck with me
Patience is a virtue that I don't have the time for
Pay me no mind fool til I walk up behind you
People always be moving their lips
While I be in the woods smacking a bitch
I have this motherf*cker down on his knees
Looking up at me while he wheeze
I made this beat so people could move to it
Actually you know what I want f*ckers to die to it
Bastards come up to me asking me why I say these things
My response is I want make people think
Ya right think about how they gon die
While I hold a f*cking knife in there eye
Stop trying to dissect my f*cking words
Because the last motherf*cker who did that Is buried in the woods
People always be moving their lips
While I be in the woods smacking a bitch
I have this motherf*cker down on his knees
Looking up at me while he wheeze
Strangulation or asphyxiation
I be killing these bastards all across the nation
All these prepy f*cking retards
Listening to pop music while I bear some Scars
F*ck all them modern rappers with them face tattoos
How about getting a tattoo that says idiot cuz that's what you is fool
They just some whiney boys with nothing better to do
So they throw on a shitty beat so idiots can vibe too
People always be moving their lips
While I be in the woods smacking a bitch
I have this motherf*cker down on his knees
Looking up at me while he wheeze
That's right I got one more verse in me
Cuz the Saint ain't got no mercy
Because these faggots don't deserve to breath
I'll rip those f*cking grills from there teeth
I spout real shit because I'm the martyr
The voice for the kids who don't have a father
The basterds born in 2001 and after
Real killers who be fixing to blow this bitch
Saint - 2001 Lyrics
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Yo you bitches be f*cking playing with fire
Cuz I snap real eazy and punch like iron
If you think the saint is gonna let you be
You got another thing coming in 1,2,3
I'm like a rabid dog that's been let off the leash
You motherf*ckers should know better than to f*ck with me
Patience is a virtue that I don't have the time for
Pay me no mind fool til I walk up behind you
People always be moving their lips
While I be in the woods smacking a bitch
I have this motherf*cker down on his knees
Looking up at me while he wheeze
I made this beat so people could move to it
Actually you know what I want f*ckers to die to it
Bastards come up to me asking me why I say these things
My response is I want make people think
Ya right think about how they gon die
While I hold a f*cking knife in there eye
Stop trying to dissect my f*cking words
Because the last motherf*cker who did that Is buried in the woods
People always be moving their lips
While I be in the woods smacking a bitch
I have this motherf*cker down on his knees
Looking up at me while he wheeze
Strangulation or asphyxiation
I be killing these bastards all across the nation
All these prepy f*cking retards
Listening to pop music while I bear some Scars
F*ck all them modern rappers with them face tattoos
How about getting a tattoo that says idiot cuz that's what you is fool
They just some whiney boys with nothing better to do
So they throw on a shitty beat so idiots can vibe too
People always be moving their lips
While I be in the woods smacking a bitch
I have this motherf*cker down on his knees
Looking up at me while he wheeze
That's right I got one more verse in me
Cuz the Saint ain't got no mercy
Because these faggots don't deserve to breath
I'll rip those f*cking grills from there teeth
I spout real shit because I'm the martyr
The voice for the kids who don't have a father
The basterds born in 2001 and after
Real killers who be fixing to blow this bitch
Cuz I snap real eazy and punch like iron
If you think the saint is gonna let you be
You got another thing coming in 1,2,3
I'm like a rabid dog that's been let off the leash
You motherf*ckers should know better than to f*ck with me
Patience is a virtue that I don't have the time for
Pay me no mind fool til I walk up behind you
People always be moving their lips
While I be in the woods smacking a bitch
I have this motherf*cker down on his knees
Looking up at me while he wheeze
I made this beat so people could move to it
Actually you know what I want f*ckers to die to it
Bastards come up to me asking me why I say these things
My response is I want make people think
Ya right think about how they gon die
While I hold a f*cking knife in there eye
Stop trying to dissect my f*cking words
Because the last motherf*cker who did that Is buried in the woods
People always be moving their lips
While I be in the woods smacking a bitch
I have this motherf*cker down on his knees
Looking up at me while he wheeze
Strangulation or asphyxiation
I be killing these bastards all across the nation
All these prepy f*cking retards
Listening to pop music while I bear some Scars
F*ck all them modern rappers with them face tattoos
How about getting a tattoo that says idiot cuz that's what you is fool
They just some whiney boys with nothing better to do
So they throw on a shitty beat so idiots can vibe too
People always be moving their lips
While I be in the woods smacking a bitch
I have this motherf*cker down on his knees
Looking up at me while he wheeze
That's right I got one more verse in me
Cuz the Saint ain't got no mercy
Because these faggots don't deserve to breath
I'll rip those f*cking grills from there teeth
I spout real shit because I'm the martyr
The voice for the kids who don't have a father
The basterds born in 2001 and after
Real killers who be fixing to blow this bitch
Writer: Z. L.
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