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Unholy Saint
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Society WARNING: THIS WORK CONTAINS MILD SLANG AND SEXUAL TOPICS. IF THIS OFFENDS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS.
You give to the poor, and you help all the hurt,
But your heart of contempt is lower than dirt.
You’re a churchgoing person, but I saw you yesterday,
You were out at the strip club, with your buds getting laid.
You’re an unholy saint, and ain’t it quaint,
Got a bible in one hand, in the other spray paint
You’re an unholy saint, and ain’t it feint,
You were born to give, but you were made to taint.
The others rant and rave of you, the people you save, and the good that you do,
But brother, believe me, I know,
The other day, you robbed a store, 22 street, you met a whore,
You were bragging on how good she could blow…
You think your pure, well, man, are you sure?
Take a little while, and lets find out
Getting into trouble is your specialty,
But everybody knows your no Boy Scout.
You’re an unholy saint, and ain’t it quant,
Got a bible in one hand, in the other spray paint
You’re an unholy saint, and ain’t it feint,
You were born to give, but you were made to taint.
LIFE
LUST
CAN’T
THRUST
THIS
TRUST
IT
MUST
BE
LUST
This live of excess you live, and all that you “give”
The hungry you feed, yet the drugs that you need.
The old lady that you helped cross the street,
But the gang’s ring leader, that your going to meet.
Gift you gave to your wife, and the man that you knifed.
My friend, I think your living, a bad kind of life.
Cash… you stole… back on… parole…
Dice…you rolled… break… the mold…
Time… to break loose… from… the noose…
You’re an unholy saint, and ain’t it quaint,
Got a bible in one hand, in the other spray paint
You’re an unholy saint, and ain’t it feint,
You were born to give, but you were made to taint.
You’re an unholy saint, and ain’t it quaint,
Got a bible in one hand, in the other spray paint
You’re an unholy saint, and ain’t it feint,
You were born to give, but you were made to taint.
