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the gun to sin
Like an angel with the dirty wings
Tainted by tastes of the soul
This is another level (I need to love)

Deep in black roses
Dateless
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
Shotgun shotgun
Shotgun shotgun
Shotgun shotgun

The best firms advertise the least
The second god lived by mountains that flowed
By the blue shiny
Now they'll be hiding 
You'll be seeking 
Will you give'em mercy 
Hang'em on high 
Johnny get your guns for dying 
It's time for right'n all
you're gonna get knocked over by a belly full o' beer

Ridin'
Shotgun
Runnin' over land
To the Rio Grande
Take the law in hand
To the Rio Grande
Now
just don't get too near
'Cause you're gonna get knocked over by a belly full o' beer

Ridin'
Shotgun
Runnin' over land
To the Rio Grande
Take
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
just don't get too near
'Cause you're gonna get knocked over by a belly full o' beer

Ridin'
Shotgun
Runnin' over land
To the Rio Grande
Take
the tracks
Sunburn bounce soot off the black smokestacks
Parapliers pinched up slow down the sky
Blue 'o' poured the engineer's voice
Whstlin' down low 'n
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
of his shotgun
I said officer man I ain't do nothin
He said what's that word you n----s use, ya frontin
Well ya frontin, so why were you running down
side with the barrel of his shotgun 

I said Officer man I ain't do nothin 
He said what's that word you n----s use, ya frontin? 
Well ya frontin, so
a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun
I like monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs, 
Huntin' and fishin' and ice cold beer.

That's the way I'm gonna
The U.N. is right; you can't be any more "un"
Than you are right now; the U.N. is undone
Another mushroom cloud, another smoking gun
The threat is real,
With a dozen roses in his gun rack
Junior pulled up into her side lot
He carried them up to the front porch
And hollered, "Wanda, look at what I
Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride
Daddy was talker and a son-of-a-gun
Mama was a looker and a barrel of fun
Daddy kept the car straight Mama
window looking back at me
You held a gun
As children cried
You touched some wires
They shattered me

I was blown into a blue
There'd been nothing I
you... 
We hit the House of Blues actin' like fools, my n**** Fatal, 
Put a gun inside a club, I keep his f***in' pre-nadle, 

Had to bang inside
you... 
We hit the House of Blues actin' like fools, my n**** Fatal, 
Put a gun inside a club, I keep his f***in' pre-nadle, 

Had to bang inside
to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV 
For cheesy, too many want to be hard be easy 
It's all N'together, going all out together 
It don't
top.
(Formica top, it had a formica top).
Well, I'll tell you 'bout the widow, my good friends,
The widow was in navy blue
With a gown designed by
a million
You've got that shotgun shine
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes

When you woke up this morning everything you had was gone
that shotgun shine
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes

When you woke up this morning
Everything you had was gone
By half past ten
Your
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
she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
Yeah it's just me