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station, where you get your gas.
Then there's Dixie Rose Deluxe's,
Honky Tonk, Feed Store, Gun Shop, Used Car,
Beer, Bait, Barbecue, Barber Shop, Laundromat.

gooi Scally gooi gooi

Ja naai volop 'n laai binne in 'n pyl binne in 'n laai
Gaan 'n plan beraad met 'n handgrenaat en 'n gun vanaand voor om almal aan

No Mercy

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy

[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real

Final Fantasy

Drake

Scorpion

2018

we're mixing potion
Slashin' like Guns N' Roses
You got options but I been chosen
To deal with you the way you like
The way you like it
To deal with

I need a rose Royce umbrella just to check if the rain coming
Trenches full of mud and dirt lil Nigga I was made from it
Another tragedy you can tell

the darkness, a free generation's plight
Every tear that was shed, not a drop of blood in vain,
Echoes in the war cry, beneath freezing snow n' rain.

Six moons

tricky
Young turn n***a from the park, uh-huh
Went from lam' to rose' to hoppin' out, tryna let it spark, uh-huh
We be in the hood, hot, watchin' out for

the block

Since black rose since kairi Chanel

Learned to channel my voice,

The game gettin fake n it’s easy to tell


I come from a city of doers

from time to time

Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane
Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d
Touch the satin rain
My love is like these roses

me
It hits way different when you know some ns could turn for hoes but
Fuck it my n thats how it goes
Regardless of what happens my ns still know

Blood Pressure

Jadakiss

Block Homicide

2008

can't fuck wit I
I make a million by June I'm sayin fuck July
N I beg you to try me while I'm holdin a tommie
Ima have you're body all ova the lobby
I

j'suis comme un gun peint en rose
La peur t'empêche toujours de faire ce que le talent ose
J'ai jamais fait partie de tous ces types que la street divise

The Club

Kid Capri

The Piece Maker

2000

the rain I'll heat up
And ya'll can't stop my sunshine, fuck one-time
Got heavy wit gats to push your face back
Trash-ass album sound like you played it

Trenches

John Mayall

Blues for the Lost Days

1997

that hell was in store
Sign a dotted line and give a man a gun

Don't worry boys, you'll all be home by christmas
But little by little the lights

see what I'm saying like a teleprompter?
And you could never stop us, fucking posers,
Appetite for destruction like Guns N' Roses,
We come like Moses,

sensitive pussies n you seem to follow long
Offended by something I may say or do
Two Caucasian ass middle fingers in the air for you
First amendment states I

Cross Bronx Expressway

Fat Joe

Make It Reign [Clean]

1998

didn't do it, put the nine to his mind and blew it
'Cause sometimes I lose it, give me a gun and I'll abuse it
Puffin' with my family, my bitch, my money

that dollar
That's in any weather
Back n forth on flights
Just to change the weather
Yeah we racin
Rose gold Patek trophy
Looking like the Naismith

enthusiast, bro
I can't pour no less than four
Still on the block, sendin' runs
If he live by it
Then his ass gon' die by the gun
Man, I wanna be the greatest

and aim
Sick of you niggas talkin' like you won't get wet in the rain
Now I'm singin' Frank Ocean, and you get hit with this Novacane
Sick and tired

force my metamorphosis
I set coordinates
When the mortar hits
N let the water in
The men'll board the ship
A metaphor for this
When endorphins hit

wasn’t able to muzzle
In the game, I just tripled the double, I feel like I’m Russell
I rose from the rumble, my grind wasn’t subtle
Them n***** was

the pain 

Oh god
If I blow up 
I need Goyard
Just to muffle the rain

Oh god
If I blow up 
I need Goyard
Just to muffle the rain

6am with grey skies no

gone Ball regardless 
Hotter than the sun 
Got 34 shots in a gun 
Call it Charles Barkley
And We might leave this b**** with a few mo bodies
Young n