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The Roots of Guns N' Roses: Hollywood Rose & L.A. Guns (Hollywood Rose) · Kids With Guns/El Mañana (Gorillaz) · L.A. Guns (L.A. Guns) · 68 Guns (The Alarm) · Ultimate L.A. Guns (L.A. Guns) · Girls with Guns/What If (Tommy Shaw) · God & Guns (Lynyrd Skynyrd) · Smokin' Hearts & Broken Guns (Shaman's Harvest) · Guns in the Ghetto (UB40) · Guns in the Ghetto (UB40) – and 90 other albums »


I live my life in the passing lane.

Can you please hold while I write my next album?
All my tracks are on the charts, pull them up and let you
Young Rome
1st album
I'm here now
Yo yea
Let me get at y'all for a second

Yo I spit like no other
I let my flow smotha
Cities and burrows
[Airline attendant] 
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 
Departing from Los Angeles  final destination to St. Louis 
Thank you
know there's a bad side to the power of the chain
I know I'll be going back in time once again

It was only the 1st of may, thunder rolling by
up your guns and bust a slug and be pure scripture

Them St. Louis boys will get ya
Betta be ducking when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them Houston
somebody gotta die,
They say it happens state to state,
But when I mob in LA,
All I hear the ese's say,
(They go)

Snoop Dogg him bust gun shots,
Skate board
[Chorus]
Doop-doop da-da..
It's a whole different vibe when you in L.A.
Doop-doop da-da..
It's a whole different vibe when you in L.A.
Doop-doop
Look man!  You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, why'knahmsayin?
Word up I got shit to do you test tube
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I 
   [DMX]
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
Some cats grow by the laws of the wild
Some learn slower and lag in the mud
Some stand up in defense of a style
Some let the big dogs eat them up
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
looking for the long lease 
When I'm in LA, it ain't hard to find me 
21st floor eating shrimp at Belonte's
Every time you see me I'm connected to a dime
on the back
I'm like the gun at the race, son you only get one shot
My album is the finish line, here's where your run stops
'bout to go fishin with a clip
I'm Lincoln now, you can't see the pound
Got a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck)
I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
Bang the roscoe to the sunrise,
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
see the pound
Got a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck)
I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
Bang the roscoe to the sunrise, plus I stay dumb high
Whether
Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't see the pound
Got a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck)
I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
Bang the roscoe
on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Texas?)  They need to chill with the gun play
(New York city y'all)  Police are at the door
the Magnum was by
homeboi feelin' like I owe a lil' mo'
Meanwhile dis tha 1st week my album out (Okayye!)
Shit my own damn mama didn't have a house (Phureal!)
Stay focused
wie Becher mit Urin
Hör das Album von Si doppel L A!
Mach dein Stammbaum kaputt und flieg nach L.A
Mach mein Geld klar, Herr Banker. Selfmade
Das
They got me killin' with them
They got me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them

They got me fearin' the pen,
the
Recording of this album!
I got it with this gift certificate I won at the save
The sea turtles marathon run dude!
Check it out! I wrote all of the lyrics
the urinals
You keep on blurrin those WACK-ASS RHYMES
I break code and make access, grab my gun attack feds
with somethin that the rap heads can't pass by
stalker
Words thrillin', so real they're chillin', the hit author
Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don't want none
Rhyme pays was the name of the album