Lyrics:
Yes, it's true
I grew up listening to Guns N' Roses
Like my sister used to do
Must have been grade seven
When I finally found a comfort
Me and my
I know, I know, Weezy Wee, this dedicated to my father
Rabbit nigga, y'all excuse the expressions
What it be like up there baby boy,
Aye this
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album had no famous guest
the sound
Tunnel vision lights my way
Leave my little life today
As the free-fall advances
I'm the moron who dances
Ah
I was teething on roses
I
of growin
Express Yourself, was said by N.W.A.
So stop givin trouble a play
Because those who chose to oppose never rose they all froze
At thirty-two
shooting and laughing
My ratchet blast on top of you bastards
Committing sins in Cincinnati
We'll drive by in all black caddy's
A 21 gun salute
Your
bitches who clippin' your dick off
I'm a boss champagne with the steak
Pink rose jay sittin' ace by tha case
Brisco line to young nigga what it do
He
neighborhood
Not bad meanin' bad but bad meanin' good
Time flies by with the boomin' system
Shot by my head, I popped back and I missed 'em
So I kept
them birds
Ya heard me
Can't a mothafuka serve me
I still hold the title
Reposessed it from some of my
Greatest idols
You punk ass bitches is
right by the D, they need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody
on the road every week, but I know enough
And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely
Watch over me my nigga, just guide me
I swear to you
Brainiac, Mack 10!
[Mack] My n**** if you plot it, best believe I got it
[Mack] And it`s on... feel the chrome
[Ice Cube]
You in the Stargate, trying
a real tingle
Money in this pocket, that pocket, can't even walk, I'm a real penguin
Respect, I'ma live by it, die by it, yeah, just for my people (oh,
(listen)
I like your girl so you better look after your girl
Or I might just take your girl and make your girl my girl
Switch your girl with Michelle
the mouse crumbs
.223 right here, this'll keep the whole house warm
Then I skate by one of my hoes' house, girl, I gotta use your house phone
'Cause she
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
ROSE
I've never seen a storm like this
MORGcN
It appeared out of thin air
ROSE
We are taking on water by the ton
MORGcN
I'm not sure we can keep this
bout dat
Only guns and pretty bitches my niggas we bout dat
Drop platinum on the street, Ghetto D and Ghetto Postage
Homey don't touch the weed, lil
, so we die by the guns, kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
can make a whole lake of fish start to splash
I can make Conan and the Titans clash
And I could Metallica and Guns 'N Roses crash
Used to smash crash
smoking gun existence
It gets harder to unwind
I'll just eat my breakfast
Try to keep my questions
Starving all night
Out in the suburbs I met
My
Yo I rose early mornin, spread my wings yawnin
Vague memory of last night now it's all dawnin
Look down and see dry blood all on my garment
It
still looking out the corner of my eye, hoping you on the couch
That call felt like I was beef that had got shot up
Ironic, I was on tour with Tech N
sore.
For I parted then with valiant men
Whom I never shall see n'more.
But to and fro in my dreams I go
And I kneel and pray for you.
For slavery
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