Living Saints ft. Moe Sample & Defcee Lyrics

Giving thanks

As I stare across the River bank

Cold n shivering

While I'm praying to all of my living saints

The brush is dipped in paint

This is just a portrait

Sick of the game I ain't playing man I forfeit

My blood burgundy somehow made it to 33

That shit is just absurd to me it's hard to state it verbally

I'm holding on to stolen moments so it's burglary

My times coming why I'm running like a fugitive

All types of words of comfort something that we do to live

Ignore the truth or you could pick a new religion

No Ramanujan but I knew enough to do division

He seen the burning bush and viewed it w suspicion

No proof of the big man in the sky

Damaged as Icarus I can't fly

Bushido Living by the code doing my duty like a samurai

Never get the picture kid is camera shy

The verses getting canonized into a sacred text

n they're Cutting deep as Eagle talons in your naked flesh

Stopping the prophet like it's David Koresh

Burn the place to the ground n now hes making a mess

Confessed to my flaws been the sinner messiah

Lobster claws at the Last Supper dinner was fire

In the Dead of winter bones are frigid as a frozen lake

Floating on the way to Hades known to be his chosen fate

Giving thanks

As I stare across the River bank

Cold n shivering

While I'm praying to all of my living saints

The brush is dipped in paint

This is just a portrait

Sick of the game I ain't playing man I forfeit