Lyrics:
As I bring the fire
I show 'em how it's tough
Wild rebel nights
Let the music take control
We're raising hell
Gonna rock and roll
Feelin' the good vibes
unchy
My men in the back get to sliding for nun
These niggas be dancers not chasing da feat
Let it rock out guitar get to hearing the beat
How tf you opp
I'm systematic, hydromatic
I'm unorthodox like Lenny Kravitz
I don't play guitar, still on your radar
And you can help by screamin, fuck you
of man - Raised by Rock & Roll
Music's been my language, from the cradle to the stage
Call it what you want, Its more than just a phase
Done my time, paid
King Creole
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He
roll
Stuck by me close
When they went ghost
She be on go
You can have my soul
My trap baby
My trap baby
Condos
Picture use taking that baecation
Top
himself in a foreign land
Sells magazines and sings for a rock-n-roll band
Paints the abstract
Refuses to ever repent or retract
Slams the guitar like
find out
Is music propaganda -- should I boogie, Rock and Roll
Or just an early warning system hitched up to my soul
Am I observer or participant
Hey Tito, It's Mambo, Mambo Rock-N-Roll
Hey Hey Tito, It's Mambo
Then here came Carlos, come from the West Coast
a San Fran hippy who's guitar did
and the message
In the Rolls Royce like the King of Nigeria
My criteria, smoke cigars
Change rap like Jimi Hendrix changed Rock And Roll
With a broke guitar
to let you know
I got juice
About a minute went by when another guy
Showed up with an old guitar
Well it hard to be from World War III
Or run over by
Well everybody's say'n Rock and Roll
Has seen it's better days
We ain't havin' it, we ain't buying it
We ain't changing our ways
We still love
Ayo Stan, Dre laid the tracks, I'm laying the vocals
We need some guitar that ROCKS, know what I'm saying?
So um, let's do this
She's a rich girl,
rip up flows that
make an MC stop and chill and say HE'S ALL THAT
Hardcore no R&B singer
Roll with the Hit Squad... down with the head banger
knees, praying to the Lord
So I just kept on pickin' on this old guitar
This old guitar don't play country, and it don't play rock n roll
It makes music
dreamed all day,
Of a rock 'n' roll weekend
And the girl in the front of the room,
So close yet so far ya know she never seemed to notice
That this
at a rhythm review
Roll over Beethoven they're rockin' in two by two
Well if you feel you like it go get your lover then reel and rock it roll it over
Then move
of your rock 'n roll band
My best guitar was like a long lost friend
Coming home to me by surprise
My auntie, God bless her soul, lent me the money
I fancy the hip rock 'n' roll sinister
I wanna be fucked and then rolled over
Cause I'm an independent woman of the 21st century
No time for
in his heart his Ma's guitar
Sweet rhythm echoes on
He sings with spirit
And he sings with soul
And he plays that hillbilly
Rock and roll
He stands
they're telling me what to do
That's how my best years go by
I just wanna rock my life, just like in the summertime
Just want to pick my guitar and send my
to rock and roll, I lost my soul
Was a bad little boy to rock and roll, I lost my soul, I lost my soul
I stole some wine from my mother, I was fifteen years
too old
Guess aliens they don't like Rock and Roll
I don't pray to the Lord above
Won't catch me singing hallelujah
But the devil on my shoulder
Weighs
The light is dimming
I roll the winnings and jack pot
Quite frankly
I'm deep as ocean
It's the crack rock
Black superhero
Feeling like I'm Hancock
Have
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