Saint Nobody
I think about dying every day
I've been told that that's a little strange, yeah
But I guess I've always been a little strange
Another reason why I work like a motherfucker
I talk to god every single day
Devils need Jesus more than someone with a halo
Walk around with warpaint on my face
Another reason why I work like a motherfucker
If tomorrow doesn't come, I got my guns loaded
For the fight, I'll take an eye out, take it high
If my days are almost done and I'm the one going
I'll be alright, I'll be alright, well no-
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
Tiptoeing on the cliffs I think its worth the fall (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
If I get there and my tank's on E, then I'll be OK
Destinations like it's about the journey anyway
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
I think about dying every day (he said)
Fuck a 9 to 5 I'm 8 to faint (yeah)
Since somebody's got it worse I don't complain
Another reason why I work like a motherfucker
If tomorrow doesn't come, I got my guns loaded
For the fight, I'll take an eye out, take it high
If my days are almost done and I'm the one going
I'll be alright, I'll be alright 'cause
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
Tiptoeing on the cliffs, I think its worth the fall (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
If I get there and my tank's on E, then I'll be OK
Destinations like it's about the journey anyway
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
My daddy came from nothing
So I gotta make this something
Worth the nights that he stayed up fighting
My momma came from nothing
So I gotta make this something
Worth the nights that she stayed up crying
I could bet it all on me
I could bet it all on me
I could bet it all on me
Have some heart and
Work like a motherfucker
Work like a motherfucker
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
Tiptoeing on the cliffs, I think its worth the fall (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
Bendito es el fruto de tu vientre, Jesús
Santa María, Madre de Dios
Ruega por nosotros, pecadores
Ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte
Amén
I've been told that that's a little strange, yeah
But I guess I've always been a little strange
Another reason why I work like a motherfucker
I talk to god every single day
Devils need Jesus more than someone with a halo
Walk around with warpaint on my face
Another reason why I work like a motherfucker
If tomorrow doesn't come, I got my guns loaded
For the fight, I'll take an eye out, take it high
If my days are almost done and I'm the one going
I'll be alright, I'll be alright, well no-
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
Tiptoeing on the cliffs I think its worth the fall (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
If I get there and my tank's on E, then I'll be OK
Destinations like it's about the journey anyway
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
I think about dying every day (he said)
Fuck a 9 to 5 I'm 8 to faint (yeah)
Since somebody's got it worse I don't complain
Another reason why I work like a motherfucker
If tomorrow doesn't come, I got my guns loaded
For the fight, I'll take an eye out, take it high
If my days are almost done and I'm the one going
I'll be alright, I'll be alright 'cause
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
Tiptoeing on the cliffs, I think its worth the fall (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
If I get there and my tank's on E, then I'll be OK
Destinations like it's about the journey anyway
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
My daddy came from nothing
So I gotta make this something
Worth the nights that he stayed up fighting
My momma came from nothing
So I gotta make this something
Worth the nights that she stayed up crying
I could bet it all on me
I could bet it all on me
I could bet it all on me
Have some heart and
Work like a motherfucker
Work like a motherfucker
Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
Tiptoeing on the cliffs, I think its worth the fall (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa)
Bendito es el fruto de tu vientre, Jesús
Santa María, Madre de Dios
Ruega por nosotros, pecadores
Ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte
Amén
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Writer(s): Timothy Murdock Suby, Jessica Reyes
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