Lyrics:
seeing all for show
An illusion what I'm seeing all for show
As I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses
I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses
My focus
You Already know this
I'm Lincoln's brave n boldest
Yeah The chosen one
The golden child reloaded
Guns and Roses
Guns and Roses
Guns and Roses
Bout
Guns'N'Roses
Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin'
Floor so cold that's why I'm so frozen
Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin'
I'm a'Rolling Stone with my
. GUNS.)
There's something about having a gun in your hands, and being able to
Control it, (GUNS.) I don't know what it is, but all the girls talked about
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) Let's rock
(C'mon)
Life is all about guns and roses
Bittersweet like friends and foes is
Some get left behind and some
Why you look confused motherf***er? This is war
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh
Yeah n****
Bust my gun all by myself
wanna say
"BAOW" and get ya crew amped up
Cause now-a days a "BAOW" is really all
It take for the gas to start
I've mastered arts
I say I'm the devil in
[E.D.I Amin]
I speak
For all my n****z livin` in the rush
Slow it down just a notch baby
It`s goin` be alright, it`s goin` be alright
[2Pac +
diesel fuel
I really never did ever did needed you
I come through I pop up like peek a boo
Guns and Roses Guns and Rose
Guns and Roses Guns and Rose
Guns
perfect, but what it is
Is guns n roses, we're guns n roses
You can throw a bomb my way
For every time I make mistakes
But you know that'd never
Uh, uh, uh, huh
Clipse
(Clipse)
Exclusive shit
(Exclusive shit)
Yeah, who
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This
I swear by Almighty God
To tell the whole truth
And nothing but the truth
Guns guns
They torture all the women and children
Then they've put
I'm Mr. Game and Watch out the Bros in Super Smash
I'm Dallas Mavs rookie Steve Nash
I'm Joe Strummer but without The Clash
I'm Guns N' Roses without
you can't let go
Perhaps over time we'll show
You could of had it all
A prayer to all the dying, who think no one seems to care
Despite all of your
Rock out like the Guns N' Roses
Pop out like the sun where its frozen
Rock out no guitar, wipe ya noses
I got a bitch that play her role
Bad like
illusions overlook the courtyard
The horizons I have not heavy
When I worked all day
It m'reste more to dream
Qu'les flowers horrible my room
My illusions
and it's not free
Convicted shooter locked
Got keys, you can't stop me
Use your illusion
Guns n Roses, roses in guns
Vietnam protests might sober you up
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N
y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want
locked and loaded
Guns and roses
In the land of the free restless in the night
Fight for your rights we the people unite
Tracked by satellite ultraviolet
soft
And I'm the black hearse that came
To haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas
If you want a war, get
to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you
Choke
for me
After you see my G-U-N, a pine box we will see you in
You can't believe it's me again, I B-I-G T-I-M-E
K-I-L-L very W-E-L-L
Go to Hell,
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
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