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wanna be when she 25
She turned around and looked at me and said “alive”)
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well, uh

Black Axl Rose, move
wanna be when she 25
She turned around and looked at me and said “alive”)
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well, uh

Black Axl Rose, move
thought that he could
I frown on bullshit like my name's Clint Eastwood
You come with fronts, stunts 'n poses
I welcome you to my jungle
Like my name
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
n**** welcome to the jungle, New York New York
Gangstas use sign language and let their guns talk
I'm cool with some bloods, I'm cool with some crippes
I see the whole world turn into a war-zone (What?)
Ain't no love in the city keep your vest on (G' that right)
Guns 'n roses welcome to the jungle
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
By Thomas McKee

Hi and howdy doody.
I'm a union man
You can call me Rudy.
Any of you boys not paid up on your cards?

You know I'm pleased
verdad te la enseñó 
Aquí es donde nace y muere tus sueño 
Welcome to the jungle 
Salen Como a las 12 
Los animales con rose 
Con su heaby metal tan
A jungle 
Guns go off in the jungle 

I tip my derby like Zorro 
Ain't no such things as war heroes 
Frontline planes fly by, like the sparrow (BLAOW!)
Smif-N-Wessun (right)
Fiyah Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes fiyah gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun

Every day, life's a struggle for me
peace
That's obvious...obvious
There was a kid in the city selling crack to get by
Got caught one day with a gun in his hand
When a voice said, "OK,
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
Last night I closed my eyes
And watched the tracers fly
Through the jungle trees
Like fireflies on a windy night
Pulled up and onward by
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
still sippin' Mai Tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
N**** I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm
jungles rumbles ill
Sick projects swinging steel
Real towns around you get killed
The players in the scheme unfold and flash guns
And fill our thoughts
Inclination for the rock 'n roll war
Under the flag of peace and law
Your native country to set it free
In the air,on land and on the sea

For
whore snap y'all like ham haul
Its like a jungle sometimes we life in gangland
Brooklyn, criminals thieves thugs and hoodlums
Cats'll pull they gun out,
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
(n****)
Muzzle this animal, f*** with mechanical
Gun totin hazardous cutthroat, cantaloupe can split it
And the pope couldn't prevent me from s***tin
of death
I will fear not because I am evil

It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes
whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
N**** I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my
whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
N**** I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my