Lyrics:
on the train
He pulled his gun and aimed and started firing like the son of Kane
I saw civilians runnin' for their life
Like the devil on judgement night
let my top down of on da nawf (yea yea)
Believe in what I did and what I saw (yea yea)
Stand on my word by law (yea yea)
Mama praying on the devil
flood
To save the lager from the guns and spillage of blood
See the English roses spreadin' through the land, but there's a wag-'n-bietjie thorn in
more
Sympathy for the devil, let'em hang himself
Get all the billion Black people out of these
Bottles, suffer while grown
People get coddled, you know
my sympathy
And don’t go and make me your enemy
Keep your mouth shut and pray I’m still your friend
I remember now this rose I left my love to keep
not for bitches n' trust me not anyone (trust me not anyone!)
But me need anyone
Willin' to pick up n' point a gun
At politic fucks n' top rankin', they
'existe pas.
This is the story, of a sweet rose,
Growing in the snow, it grows higher for the light, it seeks peace for her petals.
Wisdom in the mind she
I been feeling cutthroat
Like a slit throat
Fucking gung-ho
Let the gun blow
Let it blast MF
I'm really the devils advocate
Contrarian by
for shoes
Fuck your Republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots?
And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta
or a man?
I really don't care ta stand but Fifty you gon' get shot again
by the M-U-R-E-D-R INC, I'm tha rappa that sings,
totes guns an' blades. An' these
Got a Guns N Roses t-shirt, and never listened to the band
Just being honest, I just though that shit looked cool
Hold up, do you know who I am?
devils don't go to heaven
A to the K to the 4 to the 7
Little devils don't go to heaven
Freedom is the road seldom traveled by
Either be a book
in self made labyrinths
Thirteen hours to escape
David Bowie 86
Guns N Roses 87
Got an Appetite for Slim
Eminem has been my hero ever since
I’m the master of none
But the master of my fate
I wonder if I can go eye to eye
Empyrean mind evanescent is the gun
I thought I would die
But I found
signin' up for the army
'Cause they been killin' n- since n- was watchin' Barney (Jesus)
You want dreams to come true? But I have nightmares (Lord)
afflictions
Addiction
Addiction
Addiction
Addiction
Nirvana, had 'em dancing with Mr. Brownstone
Guns followed by roses laid on the gravestone
C'est la
angel to do?
And who gets the blame?
Of the three I could name
There was midnight, the devil and you
I sat down by the river with my head in my hands
Hmmm, I don't even wanna fuckin do this song for real, but I wouldn't be real if I didn't
I be sittin' by myself and I be thinkin' mama what have
Dread Woo, nigga, fuck nigga
Fuck is wrong with niggas? Niggas don't really be on shit
(Beat by Yamaica productions, baby)
Niggas gonna be fuckin'
so most look misarable
most cave in to the devil, took the wrong puff
son kick the face but still pray for a miracle
soccastars emerge from the curb
so most look misarable
most cave in to the devil, took the wrong puff
son kick the face but still pray for a miracle
soccastars emerge from the curb
Square
Rooftop devil's nest the rest we passed, back doored the Palladium just for class
About 4 a.m. we crashed the deuce, we never catch static cause
a gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigga was'nt gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up, done
Said a nigga might
nigga
You're on, people got to wondering if it's a for sure song
Yes, I got another killer making a tour strong
If you thinking of battling, you're
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