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know it's crazy motherfuckers that barely sleep
The color red from a hot hollow piece of lead
Salute the world and then nod your head

Guns N Roses, hit
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
me to kill
Who's teaching me to love?
Now baby
Isn't it crazy?

Well as soon as I get my gun
(As soon as I get my gun)
They'll put me
like a rose
She'll cut you on the your thumb
She'll kick you when you're low
And fuck you when she's done
The bitch is like a rose
And let me tell
Ya'll n****s know (wut wut ya'll n****s know what I'm about)
Ya'll n****s know, find me at my do' when the guns come out

Ya'll n****s know (wut
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
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
your head
You're shakin' my heart, you're shakin' my soul -
I just go crazy when you rock-n-roll
There you go takin' my love from me
There you go
a monkey on the roof
You've seen him on the telly
So let me introduce your host tonight

T.O.P.M.A.N.
He's naughty by nature
On doubles and chasers
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
****z can't be this stupid
It's gun talk, n****z better get used to it

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Blackchild]
I don't' care if you're a criminal or a cop,
was Guns 'n Roses
I blast the sound, you check the sound
You got to be down, you got to be down and be like Charlie Brown
Saying good grief

Good
weight now  pop a gun wit them now
Where the f*** them clowns at kickin the dough for the p**** by the hour
where the them hoers at get your dough mama
And you don''t say,
That you miss me
And you don't stop
To say hi
On your way by
I'm feeling crazy

It is 5 a.m.
And I'm waiting by the phone again
[Hook - Ja Rule]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, N**** I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk
know you were wearing my

T-Shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were
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
a child goin' on seventeen
She gets so confused by her friends and their scenes
They don't mean what they say
They don't say what they mean
She reads
playas and pimps listen
Snoop Doggy doggs on the mic pay attention
1, 2, or what shall I do ?, I'm slippin on my
Khaki suit (which one?) the blue one, gun
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
a gun with a with a bat
Take a slug through the lung
Get you right what you rappin' n****
I'm born crazy raised in more fame
It's the clappin' down
Now I'll tell you plainly, baby, what a plan to do. 
Say, I may be crazy, woman, but I ain't no fool. 
Your daddy's rich, mama, and you're overdue
Now I'll tell you plainly, baby, what a plan to do. 
Say, I may be crazy, woman, but I ain't no fool. 
Your daddy's rich, mama, and you're overdue
to handle
We ain't take over the world yet
Boom!
We a army
Better yet a navy
Better yet crazy
Guns in the air
Guns in the air
Guns in the air

Can't