Lyrics:
When The Saints Come Marching In

[Chorus: Saint Nick] Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out.. .. cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a

would be good to be there Whether Zion or Mecca when the gates are finally closed And the saints go marching in [CHORUS 2x - Damian Marley] When

was righteous but he's vain Oh, something's a telling me I wear the ball and chain My patron saint is a fighting with a ghost He's always off somewhere when

a disappearing act Oh and when you hear the saints go marching in As you're walking down your street again No magic wand can make it stop And as your house of cards comes

I lose it, give me a gun and I'll abuse it Puffing with my family, my bitch, my money or my music Making killas say he's too sick when he do shit But

build you up and make you strong All the saints will march in glory Hear the angels sing along and let go Don't you wanna be with your brothers Marching

great coronation coming up Filled with joy and gladness There are special guest attending It will be all the children of the Lord I've got a standing invitation With all the saints

fist again, fist again I've to come tonight, I've come to know the way we are, the way we'll go And to measure this width of the wide abyss I come to

when the saints, marching in When the saints go marching in Yes, I want to be in that number And when the saints go marching in Now when the saints