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cry
You need the patience of a snail
Just to get by

Today the police came
And paid a visit to the slums
Exchanging rock 'n' roll concert tickets
For
is war
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh
Yeah n****

Bust my gun all by myself
Rock cocaine all by myself
Poured propane all
at 850 pounds; guns n' roses!

Get in the ring(x16)

This song is dedicated to all the guns n' fuckin' roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the fucking
by radio station
君のgeneration guns and roses
時代性 hip rhyme
移り気な music style
Everybody wanna twist and shout
Everyone,everyone Good people...
Good
points fallin wit good formation

I'm the wrong nigga for patience, wrong one at dunn
The very last nigga you should ever blast your gun
To the floor,
points fallin wit good formation

I'm the wrong nigga for patience, wrong one at dunn
The very last nigga you should ever blast your gun
To the floor,
formation
I'm the wrong nigga for patience, wrong one at dunn
The very last nigga you should ever blast your gun

To the floor, actin' like you goin'
Uh, uh, uh, huh
Clipse
(Clipse)
Exclusive shit
(Exclusive shit)
Yeah, who

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This
was Guns 'n Roses
I blast the sound, you check the sound
You got to be down, you got to be down and be like Charlie Brown
Saying good grief

Good
The paint is peelin'
Now,
When the chips are down
Down,
You gotta lose all feelin
Now,
Your head goes round n' round

Funny how the world revolves
formation
I'm the wrong nigga for patience, wrong one at dunn
The very last nigga you should ever blast your gun

To the floor, actin' like you goin'
employees - and I'm here to teach the principle
Cause I've been saved by mo' bells than Lark Vorhees

Man f*** that n**** 'Cris man, for real man. I'm
of Jay-Z, Z
Check me out

Thirty's the new twenty, n**** 
I'm so hot still
Better broad, better automobile
Bet a yard, nah, bet a hundred mill
Then by
of growin 
Express Yourself, was said by N.W.A. 
So stop givin trouble a play 
Because those who chose to oppose never rose they all froze 
At thirty-two
of the
Year."
Now I've been asked by all the delegates--and members of the board,
To tell you of the funeral that won me this award.
It was handled with taste
And that's just when you in a in a room 
I could tell when you round by the scent of ya perfume 
I see why they put these r&b songs together 
I feel like
Here's a man the Sheriff watches.
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches.
On the draw there's no-one faster
and you're flirting with disaster
began (gun shots)
That's how it sounded when I-N-C came into the game
On 10th of murder then them, them,
Well we, we, we, cause these boys is hot
I feel a touch like a cold breeze tickle my neck 
She gonna show me more ways in the dark I would expect her to know by now 
I won't bend or be
the driveway
One of the homies got slayed so we bang at the King parade
I can take you spots where gangsters walk
Where real damus and locs, Boyz N the Hood
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled 
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled 
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
Murder all
so my soul 
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A 
30.06
a splurge on my kind
Sippin' on a fifth of Rose wine
Yeah, the Flesh-N-, the Flesh-N-muthafuckin' Bone
Gettin' my tipsy on strong, always stay packin' that