The Saints (feat. Trip Lee & KB)

(Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) Ok, I don't know but I've been told When the Saints come marchin' in we roll So deep that they can't believe we sold out seats and them CDs Please don't sleep on the beat I... beat up these Still don't get it, would you keep up please We ain't no heroes for sale If you bought one, better keep your receipts Ok, I get it, I know what they thinking We some kumbaya singing corny Christians keep your distance Buy a ticket to a concert, pay a visit think it's odd We them blues brothers 116 on a mission from God, huh I don't think they get it I really think what they gotta do is see it to believe it I wasn't planning on leaving them Gimme the microphone with no gimmicks I'm really living it So when they come in and don't you know to get up on the evidence You ever wanna get it, well tell 'em to come and get it I point 'em to a God and we tell 'em we really wit Him They thinkin' that I'm trippin 'cause I'm livin' for more than just rappin' Well that's what happens when Oh when the saints, go marching in Oh when the saints, go marching in Oh when the saints go (marching in) Saints go (marching in) Saints go (marching in) Saints go (marching in) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) Marchin' My homies, they be marchin' (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) Can't hear the second letter (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) Oh no, here they go go Them boys sold out no promo Tell them give 'em two years and it'll go cold But they words got eight like Ocho I'ma give it 300 Industry probably wanna see us go on But we in it, we in it, we live it, we give it Our God gonna do what He want We fragrant, the aroma is that our God saves Married to the Rock and I'm faithful To take these words beyond say Don't it feel like we famous? That the world will know what our name is But Heaven knows us baby And that Book of Life is that A list So I bow, I'm so rich and I ain't talkin bout cheddar But I bank on Christ go and talk to the teller Cut the checks that I get I'll be cashing forever Laugh at the saints how can the thing go They be lacking to pay debt thinkin' straight Man we ain't lacking a thing racked in the faith Paid by the blood of the Lamb, debt is paid Debt is paid (praise to our God) Oh when the saints, go marching in Oh when the saints, go marching in Oh when the saints go (marching in) Saints go (marching in) Saints go (marching in) Saints go (marching in) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) Ok (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) Left, right, hol' up, left, right, pistol (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) Hol' up He said they'll know us by our love, look (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) Now I don't know what you've been told about us, 'bout us But we gon' love 'em even though they doubt us, doubt us We just visiting like we some out of towners Got 'em asking us "How does this God turn y'all into shouters?" Like hold up We don't really think we better Called us perfect, no never But we glad to be called saints 'Cause Paul called us that in them letters We set apart for the Savior He's led our hearts to the Maker Forget the art that we making If we never love our neighbors You might catch us whistling Marked to the spot straight glistening Shining 'cause we filled with Him You might wanna listen in Messiah came down then He reigned and He rose Yeah there they go with this again That's what makes us love our neighbors We knockin', so let us in Oh when the saints, go marching in Oh when the saints, go marching in Oh when the saints go (marching in) Saints go (marching in) Saints go (marching in) Saints go (marching in) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!) (Left, right, left, right, left, right, huh!)