Lyrics:
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
Dime, dime, you're my lucky dime
There's a war going on outside
Hey I
There's a war going on outside nobody's safe from
But here in my arms
black magic for years out in no man's land
It's like a barbecue all swine cookout
To fuck up they plans like a blind man look out
Cram to overstand
come back
But I won't give in 'cause I know that then
My heart will fade to black
And this time I learned, that love can burn
It's an all consuming
Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black
One day I
for her her, it's spirits in the glass, baby
I toast it up and pour it out the glass baby
I tripled up I doubled up, I ran it up that fucked it up
your way
I’m dressed in black, you’re in blue
In some way you always do
And I fell in love with a girl in the streets
And I don’t even like girls,
But
of the
Past where my sins go
Cackling black silhouettes in the distance
Laughing at the fact that
We beg for forgiveness
Army of heartless, sightless,
never had much, I'm
White boy in black Hollywood representing Slum
Yeah, I got long hair, I ain't ZZ Top
I got diamonds on my pinky ring and diamonds
I got a job in a band called Black 47
I was doin' nothin' special after 11
Oh we learned some tunes and wrote some songs
And we bought ourselves
blue, black, sweet
Ripened blue, black, sweet
Hearts in two-step beat
Break, dance, work, whip, pray
Break, neck, jump, back, kiss
Break, ashes,
as you ride by
A chauffer at the wheel dressed up so fine
I'll never love another my heart and all my dreams
Are with you in that long black limousine
I be that cold, be careful when I’m on the scene
Mash mode, I do this shit by any means
I be fresh though, they envy and supposedly
In my Jay’s hoe,
I be that cold, be careful when I’m on the scene
Mash mode, I do this sh** by any means
I be fresh though, they envy and supposedly
In my Jay’s h**,
you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder my enemy,
you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder my enemy,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
the streets strapped with them thangs
She in love with a G so she tatted my name (Ross!)
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
Ten black maybacks back
bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Luc'
Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him
Niggas step up, with just Mase and 'em
Placin' them in
a little nervous
holding her black purse, necklace made out of pearls
I’m in a sweat by all the things I start to notice
Oh now I’m self-conscious
She got
niggas still dyin'
Said they would protect us, 12 still lyin'
Oh my god I'm scarred by the violence
See heat up in the streets like I got infrared
Don't
I'm thinking about you
I'm telling me it's true
The love that you feed me to
I'll be swinging by the day
When you're trying to get away
And we'll be
the fuckin' phone
Now if my black ass is out here gettin' beat on by cops
Tryin' to call somebody for my fuckin' safety.
I know not to call your black ass,
the weak and the feign
Build your walls (take in the blessed)
Hide them all (shut out the rest)
Black out the windows and quiet the world
Pray that
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