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I went to Rags N Riches
Yea Bad bitches
Like a nigga don't know ride around clock a gun, overload
Takin the perkies I do it for show, clock a bitch

act
I get new tats
Would you love me back?
I don't wanna be stuck in promising
Flowers die when the seasons go by
Flowers die when the seasons go by

Taking 3 more again, by myself ain't got no friends, Oh no no
Taking 3 more again, by myself ain't got no friends, Oh no no
Taking 3 more again, by

Trampling Rose

Moonpools & Caterpillars

Lucky Dumpling

1995

Stay on the line, never get by
'Cause laziness does not pay
My heart is set on this old winter’s day

Son of a gun, you got me stunned
You cut me down,

The Kenny Parker Show

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

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

MC Fitted head to toe in some OG new get-up
High tops runnin round the court like i'm gonna hit that shot clock
Hear the roar of arenas when that rap

you ridin' in a Wraith
'Cause it's a stick up
Pay me what you owe me, that and then some
It's a stick up
Never dodge the smoke 'cause we got big guns

Tu crois c'est ta meuf pourtant elle t'la mise à l'envers
Fais ton choix
Le Gun ou la Rose
Fais ton choix
Fais ton choix
Entre le Gun ou le Rose
Fais

the raid
N you old news

D rose d rose d rose
Like you're lil pump the repeater
That arose and became exposed
Tryna pose as a rapper
Engross these fans you

I wish death to all my enemies
Who here can match this energy?
Happiness is a memory
Pain became a new remedy
What it look like showing clarity?
They

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

me some more. 
She's my little rock star, man she knows it. 
My baby's Guns N' Roses. 

She's got a wild side. 
That troubles in her blood. 
Thinks I'm

at that
Before we pour liquor for the 'grateful dead'
And where I'm from it's even Guns 'N' Roses
And fuck with me you need a bunch of roses
And Lord knows

Life caught me in a brand new perc
Been down bad and it kept getting worse
So I thank God every time I rose
Need my cash ASAP like Ferg
Pop it up
Lotta

aren't you getting ready
I lit the fuse but by the likings of you
My gosh my heart's gone crazy
Oh lets it move
It's a new bed of roses you threw
I'll

yellow or rose gold
I can’t think which one
 
 
I’m doing my diamonds
Young shooters right behind me
Foreign cars when we sliding
I feel like the bank

'cause I'm blinded by the Son
Okay, bred from the 6, I'm Jordan with the brand, son
Hail from the L.I., 3-1 after 6, son
Dodge a Tech N9ne like everybody

you live by the gun you will die by the gun, if you live by the sword you will die by the sword
If you don't like mi, mi don't like you neither, if you

You can make it mama
This rose is for you
For never giving up
Yeah
Do what you wanna do
Be what you wanna be
For always being there
Yeah
Mama, you

Parade

Knock knock knock
With eviction notice
Not not not
Gonna get this hopeless 
Wanting me to give up n lose my focus
Pa pa pa 
Till I'm wit the roses

Silly rap
Dumb bi*** try to play me like pitty pack
New gun I named it mini Mac
One draw you can’t find where the ceiling at
Sneak dissing we ain't

Jamaican Joint

Cam'ron

On My Way to Church [Clean]

2004

pies, ten cars, five drives, ten bars, fi-fi
That's fifty-five thou, sha-na-na, bye bye
My fittings touched tailored, joined by Chuck Taylors

pull up in your city
Get head and jump planes
Southwest rockstar, guns n roses
Bunch of heavy metal take a
Bullet to load this
Been a stiff nigga bet yo

on my Patek
Took them cuffs off totin' automatics
This the shit we get a rush for
All this rose gold look like duck sauce
In the Maybach with a young