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Quaker toil & Texan oil 
Rockets on we're arm in arm 
N.A.S.A nude you're manly you 

Oh American soldier 
America's boy 

Gun me down with
Quaker toil & Texan oil 
Rockets on we're arm in arm 
N.A.S.A nude you're manly you 

Oh American soldier 
America's boy 

Gun me down with
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
I am a rocket I am a gun
I am always on the run
I am possessed by a beautiful sickness
Rock n roll is my business

Give me money for life
We put up our tent on a dark
green knoll, outside of town by
the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel
and her
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
So we sailed out to a new shore
Sick 'n' tired of our old floor
Hardly made the boat
Didn't know what to leave behind
So we sold our last
wasn't like the Faith/Void
This was a clean split
If I didn't grab my records
They may all have been smashed to bits

Take your Guns N' Roses with
em know how real this is

M-O-B-B, D-double-E-P wit bounty killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q-U-double-E-N-S, my bomb
Comet streams and the rocket scenes
And cyclone-turning seas
Thy foes profanely rage
Hands washed, Pontius-Pilate-clean
In proud Euphrates'
em know how real this is

M-O-B-B, D-double-E-P wit bounty killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q-U-double-E-N-S, my bomb
M O be be, D double E P wit Bounty Killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q you double E N S, my bomb borough, till the day of my
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
other girls out on the run
Scared and they lookin' like they saw a gun
Maybe they did they boyfriend's crib
That's where I woke up this morning
'Cause he
progressive
And lay down in the sun
But his people were aggressive
They killed him with a gun

Sometimes you're wrong
By some things you have done
You
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
Moses
Then celebrate with Guns 'n Roses
I turn soundtracks into startracks
My tongue is symbolic to an axe
I used to be caught up in the world of Mad Max
dictator felt progressive and lay down in the sun
But his people were aggressive, well they killed him with a gun

Sometimes you're wrong by some things you
this statement

It's not about East or West
It's about n****z and b****es
Power and money, riders and punks
Which side are you on?

Gun c***ed, six
M O be be, D double E P wit Bounty Killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q you double E N S, my bomb borough, till the day of my
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
Or these ghetto fab queens 
Already platlum in the streets 
I even got them jail house niggas 
Sendin' they cheese to me 
Big Chan in japan 
Bitch I'm over
for Guns 'n' Roses 
Yeah! C'mon! 
Throw your hands in the sky 
And wave em from side to side 
And if you're in this life just gettin by 
Somebody
The power of God's in you, show n prove
(Yeah, this is the power)
The power of God's in you, show n prove
(True power, showin' and provin')
The power
of the Starship TICAL

As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening for H-O-T
N-I-S, you get splashed with the Tec