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Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up
You Already know this I'm Lincoln's brave n boldest Yeah The chosen one The golden child reloaded Guns and Roses Guns and Roses Guns and Roses Bout
times a day You could have turned guns into roses like two times today Now here's something you gotta say, two times to Jay I got my shades on waiting
was crucified He died and rose just to set me free He died and rose just to make me whole He died and rose just to set me free He died and rose just
myself and I K A T O on this one We' advancing forcefully with the word of faith and power Let the world know that Jesus died and rose again Whosoever
or just maybe forgot But he died in the gunfight Blinded by sunlight Never draw when you're facin' the sun And old tougher than leather Just carved
She was called a scarlet woman by the people Who would go to church but left me in the streets With no parents of my own I never had a home
to die In the cold And it grows Like a concrete rose You the fool ain't I Till I withered and died On the same streets you left me And, screamin'
crying just for you The scarlet rose has died Lost inside the night Left in my mind like a dream and full of pride The scarlet rose has died The one
She was called a scarlet woman by the people Who would go to church but leave me in the street With no parents of my own I never had a home
the bullet go deep in my chest From out of nowhere, Felina has found me Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die
She was called a scarlet woman by the people Who would go to church but left me in the street With no parents of my own, I never had a home
this to Mama Laying Roses on your grave Missing you Mama Know you Resting n Heaven I Love you Mama Know you Resting N Heaven I miss you mama
the dog in the sandlot King of the rose Im the n***a with dem lamb chops Ready to explode like shaking up a can pop Puffy send a n***a for the cake then
Red roses were her favourite, her name was also Rose And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows The year he died, the roses were
far. Hemmingway was smoother, More debonaire and fun, But he would say her repartee, Was meaner than a gun. Chorus: And a rose... A rose is a rose is
of The yukon rose. Then one night a bigfoot just happened to be passin' by. And there in the dark his heart his lonely heart, Was touched by rose's lulaby.
I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses Nothing's forever I forecast then foreclose An illusion what I'm
After that She want down Now her son frowns Wrapping her in a blanket of clouds Ashamed of herself Watching her tears rain down When we died She smiled in
and corrupted my young mind). The world has greyed over the years (all the things I feel have been blackened by my tears). The child was held down to the table
in thee and blossom sweet white rose There she is all by herself Daddy's died and gone to hell A baby girl begins to wail in room nineteen-ten White
Felina has found me, Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side. Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for, One little kiss and Felina goodbye.
Trust me when I say, "I've almost died" Chewed up, spit out by volcanos Tossed around by big tornados Until you I swear I've never cried (Oh, you're
HALLELUYAH! This that gospel Jesus died for you and me (He did) This that good news Jesus nailed to the tree (Three nails) This that gospel He rose
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