The Saints Andy Mineo (Ft. KB & Trip Lee)

[Intro]
Huh!
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!

[Verse 1: Andy Mineo]
Ok
I don't know but I've been told, when the saints come marching in
We roll so deep that they can't believe we sold out seats and them CD's
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 receipt
Ok, I get it, I know what they thinkin'
We some kumbaya singing corny Christians, keep yo' distance
Buy a ticket to a concert, pay a visit think it's odd?
We them blues brothers, 116 on a mission from God
I don't think they get it I really think what they gotta do is see it to believe it
I wasn't plannin' on leaving them
Gimmie the microphone with no gimmicks I'm really livin' 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 with Him
They thinkin' that I'm trippin cause I'm livin' for more than just rappin', but that's what happens when...