Patron Saints

Lyrics for Patron Saints

Does one crime erase another? Friend, shall we turn dishonest because life is hard? Yeah I paint this for our patron saints, wow All our Santas carried them hammers (All of 'em) Our guidance counselors was talented scramblers Spiritual leaders ran a number hold Tycoons moved in vests and kept a money roll We brought the noise, gun'll bust, none of us altar boys With army-issue, harm a tissue, we ain't walk with toys The rawest from any wars one of New York deploys Made Orphan Annies like all the families court destroys It's the ealdorman, sold things pray I never sell again Son, trust, bum rush if they ain't let us in The lepers infected us, said it was medicine Well, life's tribal, fight for survival, that's all it's ever been Nothing blessed, even the bonds of friends are tested Would you surrender if you did it, but your man's arrested? (Would you?) Our peacekeepers bust they gun repeated Our caregivers stole everything we needed It's D-Day each week in BK, you see us here grimacin' Never marinate on beef you don't plan on finishin' 'Cause every effort's for the record and we ain't here scrimmagin' Soon as son start shinin', they tryna diminish him They nay behavior made us braver, thicker armor (Armor) Ain't kill who you aimed at, came back quick as karma So par, so far haven't missed in the midst of drama Now I notice 'em pick me up at they lowest, it's an honor Our monk swore a vow of silence to the jakes (Jakes) Our yogis did stretches upstate Our Sir Lancelot's at round tables cuttin' eighths (Cuttin' eighths) Our mogul just caught another case Started with less, then progressed to bare minimum Can't just happen upon no chips, gotta be here winnin' 'em That's what food is for, hungry if you lose or draw Every session I'm pressin' to press jewels galore Used to violate tryna make, that's what every move was for The only particular mission of the crew was accruin' more With impressive steel, dressed to kill, you know the lifestyle Hit the curb to serve the early bird and the night owl To fix these broken pockets, had to break some hearts Can't be bothered to hit your target, gotta make some marks Quiet and frigid disposition, growin' up in the cold (Cold) Surprised I ain't get high from what I was low enough to behold Like when pops shot at the neighbor's shop, put one in his head He knew how he grew me, threw me the gun, a hundred, and fled Didn't play, 'fore po' arose, dispose of exhibit A How I was raised, I aged a few years in a day If not elite, didn't eat if you didn't pray As much as I heal, I had to deal, all of my scars are here to stay Our senseis spent days peddlin' (Peddlin') Our heroes sold heroin