Lyrics:
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
Clips i'm name flippin' bitch
Charlie Clips/Charlie horse/extended clips
But listen bitch when I let the gun blow
Your DNA will spray on everybody
In
still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
I'm more than a man, I've been died and rose again
Left these holes in my hands, so you know who I am
We put up our tent on a dark
green knoll, outside of town by
the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel
and her
better with your skull on the other side, ya
All I see is dead roses, yaya
All I see is dead roses, yaya
All I see is dead roses, yaya
Yeah, yeah
All I see
you want, just let it bump
Like you got Scott Storch tied up in the trunk
I'm the ice cream truck man, guns in the trunk man
Drugs in the trunk man,
I wanna talk about a sound, a voice, a freedom, rejoice.
I can't stay silent while you take away our choice.
The guns, the armor, the gossip,
can I love you now I'm dead
And their spirits rose together, and mounted the great white horse
Together for all eternity, but to leave fear and remorse
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
that
Freedom, oh freedom, freedom over me
I hate to tell you, mister, but only dead men are free
Send me some lovin', tell me no lies
Throw the gun
(uh)
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse (uh)
Red roses drop on boxes very often (uh)
Confetti torture, drinking Henny
[Flesh N Bone]
We in the last five days of these trials and tribulations
And I'm waiting for the Lord oh please don't leave me forsaken
Caught up
B**** I'm a dog
Like snoop
I'll spin yo block
In a coupe
N****s say they ball
Don't hoop
N****s got guns
Don't shoot
I'm juss trynna live
My life
Remember
{*horses galloping and neighing*}
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yeah, motherfucker
[Chorus 1: Killah Priest]
This is Horsemen Talk, Horsemen walk
Get
Wanted it said, alive or dead
10,000 pennies to bring back my head
Signed on the line, I did my time
Pushing out records, still none of them mine
scoping
Forces arm me smoke is
Magnum opus
Delta nine something potent
Tombstone in dead roses
I need some focus, smoking
Mean green
NV pipe dreams
Gasoline
I went to Rags N Riches
Yea Bad bitches
Like a nigga don't know ride around clock a gun, overload
Takin the perkies I do it for show, clock a bitch
breaths
Fit the monsters with our guns
As we ride off towards the sun
Twenty years have past
Since the nuclear blasts
Much has come of us
We rose from
Out west, give me a test
I'm fucking a thot on her bed
All I see is red, God is who he met
When he talked that shit
Drive-by drift, don't get hit
at that
Before we pour liquor for the 'grateful dead'
And where I'm from it's even Guns 'N' Roses
And fuck with me you need a bunch of roses
And Lord knows
reliance on restraint
Now ya know
Your stories don't affect me
Just tell my shit correctly
You bury me bitch you better expect me
I rose up from the dead
I'm heated my gun'll spray
'cause my life goal
You ever seen a dead body
Hangin' from the light pole?
What type shows or concerts
Have you ever done?
a splurge on my kind
Sippin' on a fifth of Rose wine
Yeah, the Flesh-N-, the Flesh-N-muthafuckin' Bone
Gettin' my tipsy on strong, always stay packin' that
we do that often
Two bad bitches, thick like horses
Let 'em snort cocaine at a party
Leave 'em stiff like rigor mortis
Don't try to race, this car
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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