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perfect, but what it is 
Is guns n roses, we’re guns n roses 

You can throw a bomb my way 
For every time I make mistakes 
But you know that’d never
Guns'N'Roses

Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin'
Floor so cold that's why I'm so frozen
Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin'
I'm a'Rolling Stone with my
will) 

Mr. Sandman, bring 'em a dream, infa-red light beams 

Homicide scene, perfect world 

By any means get cream 

Just don't let it come
and froze in the face of disaster
And stood silent while terrorization took hostage of the world

In a mire of hypocrisy, the UN ignored sex crimes by its
Way too many people on this world today
I’ll do what he told me
Make the cancer fade
I am the one
Judged by the voice above
Armed not with a gun
But
admission fee
But I was sure, house belong to me

They told us to go in stereo
Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow
Egged on by TV cameraman
Someone
admission fee
But I was sure, house belong to me

They told us to go in stereo
Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow
Egged on by TV cameraman
Someone
There's blacks with knives and whites with guns
fighting in Howard Beach
There's no such thing as human rights
when you walk the N.Y. streets
They say 

Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
Where I can pile up my chips
And n****s call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolecsent
Nothing personal, just another snack 
'N Harley said you're better off sticking to your guns 
Any fule kno that 

Oh Moronica Queen of the Biz 
And her
Really don't matter where you're from
Won't matter where you run

[Flesh-N-Bone]
Flesh breakin' 'em down, hittin' them up
Bottom line with your
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
Chaque chose a une fin, et see'est la fin de la fête
Pour toi, car bientôt il n'why aura plus que lui et moi, lui et moi.

To have found this perfect life
one of the bigger biggest of n****z that done did it
Been hated and delt wit it, when agents tap in my lyrics
So by the time that they hear it,
I've had a question that's been preying on my mind for some time
I won't be wagging my tail for one good reason
It has to be a crime

This dog
none, find my gun
Got beef with this n**** with hits and s***
Chips and s***, run around here switchin' s***

Tellin' people don't play that, you
and the Titans clash

I can Metallica and Guns 'N Roses crash
Used to smash crash parties like I was disturbed
Used to make plots against the herringbone herb
the perfect crime
Rip my heart from my chest, put it right into a rhyme
I don't feel pain cause it's all in the mind
And what's mines is mines and, yours is
violence was brung
Regulated and balanced the slums
Brought in a cat with a talent for guns
Click quick to silence a Dunn
Convoys of black limos
Employs
I've had a question that's been preying on my mind for some time
I won't be wagging my tail for one good reason
It has to be a crime

This dog
and guns I keep a gun in my whip
Nigga, me without my gat is like being in a blue Benz 
Infront'a thousand bloods with mac tens
Or a red rose infront'a
of the machine gun in my
Hands"
"the feeling of, of the machine gun I
N my hands" (here we go, 30
Rounds"
"the women had been ignored"
"I like the,
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
four-fifths
I'm into cars and guns I keep a gun in my whip
Nigga, me without my gat is like being in a blue Benz
Infront'a thousand bloods with mac tens