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Ain't never ever help
When I was lock down
I knew I was better by my self
I geek it up
No driven slow
I'm the wrong person the do wrong
F*** up, I won't

you knockin' on heaven do'
I really rock, Guns n' Roses, shorty want a rockstar
I think I'm you, I fucked ya hoe (I'm you, I fucked ya hoe)
RAIDER, I

lots'll front to try & get what they want
but ain't no fun when the rabbit's got the gun
get stuck & from the cloth i'm cut
plenty plush for all of us

a fucking ass-hole
He makes me sick talking by guns n' roses
I'm an old fashioned rocker, tired of bad drinks
Listening the song of angels: ice rocks in

know I got the product
Selling weed ain't Shit but that dope a problem solver
Until you caught up in a jam n your dawgs don't even bother
To hit you up

deep
Hate you bitches like my name was Joseph
Keeping heavy metal like Guns N' Roses, uh
Smoking chronic man it be so smoo-ooth
I don't listen

Sweet Child O' Mine (Guns N' Roses)

She's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything was as fresh

Bang cuz the money gets made like that
Oh the money gets made by the stack
And I might just run up a check
Cuz Killa just keep it a rack
And a hater

Pain never hurt us got shells like a turtle
When you got a green thumb hell itself is looking fertile
Roses growing in the concrete watered by the blood

I'm riding on the highway 
I'm riding on the highway 
I'm riding on the highway 
I'm riding on the highway 
Can you smell the roses
They come from

crash

Bitch, I'm jus a demon, I ain't no rapper, I ah get on ass,
Surrounded by these killers, you'll get left right in the past
Keep my gun on me,

I need a spotter I'm pushin' these hunnids
This is Sparta I keep it 300
Yah takin' shots at me, yah better gun it
I'm not the one you can back out

song by Guns N' Roses
I dunno
But I give in

Head To Toe, Oh Lead To Know Oh
How To Move My Lips When I Met This (Ubba-Ubba)
Male With A Fee First No Money Given
Just An Ale By The Sea Surf, Go

Piru Love

Crips, Bloods

Gangsta Lean

2013

City and Eastside bishops got it goin' on.
With the M.G.'s, Queen street, V.N.G's ain't no stoppin' the
Village town, Eastside pain, Crenshaw mafia.

before his eyes, he go back to the old days
Let you know who did it, at your grave, red roses in a bouquet
Bro said he the biggest stepper, he feel like

done did some things to kill the pain)
All them trips girl, but you can't run away yeah
Got no regrets and no more apologies
Switch guns n' roses like I

(There were) Two chairs sitting on the beach
Side by side, 'n easy reach
Two chairs in the setting sun
You held a rose, and I, a gun

Then we stood

Pełen nadziei

Pukam do nieba bram
Jak panowie z Guns N' Roses
Mieć tu za życia raj
Jebac elegancki pogrzeb
Odnaleźć spokój ducha
Miłość a nie tylko forsę

Real Soldier

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

got beef wit one of us, they be do'n ya everythang 
Do ya feel like a queen, when ya listenin to the king 
Is that really style rap, when ya rap do ya

Genghis Khan

Jedi Mind Tricks

Violent by Design

2000

marines with hand held killing machines
Steal dreams with the armored steel
Guard your grill
Nigga, I was brought up by the Kents in Smallville
Following

of the rich, Mary Whitehouse - fuckin' bitch
Fuck the Queen - the fuckin' slag, n' fuckin' Thatcher, fuckin' hag

Fuck everybody who voted Tory

Fuck everybody

fo
To'ri oloun mo'n show love
Dumpa truck 4x4
Not by chance, not by luck
Man do you mi'o mo mo
Man wan go al jannah

When I had nothing, nobody

a mental problem has a gun
And if you're at the wrong place at the wrong time
You will get shot
I heard one person say
The world has gone mad
She doesn't