Lyrics:
through.
Yet I who am thus prisoned and exiled
Am the right heir of glory, the crowned child.
Hail, thou full moon, O flame of Amethyst !
Stupendous
Can't stand it for another day
Child o' Boogaow, Child o' Boogaow
Just can't wait for it to go away
Child o' Boogaow, Child o' Boogaow
Sure, it's
I lament my cursed fate
An inner beast that burns with hate
Fan the flames
To scorch this earth
Blaze of malice consuming me
Wrath
Wicked Child o'
Tons o' guns everybody's getting strapped
Tons o' guns got to watch the way you act
Tons o' guns real easy to get
Tons o' guns bringing nothing
a lonely feeling for him being so superior
What's the time, Mr Wolf?
What's the time, Mr Wolf?
What's the time, Mr Wolf?
12 o' clock, 1 o'clock
What's
celebratium o' de American way o' life!) I see some o' y'all be FROWNIN' 'cause mebbe y'think what I's tellin' ya' is a LIE! Am I right? Les' jes' have a test
see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry
Whoa, oh, oh
Sweet child o' mine
see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry
Whoa, oh, oh
Sweet child o' mine
when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry
Whoa, oh, oh
Sweet child o'
see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry
Whoa, oh, oh
Sweet child o' mine
her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Sweet child o' mine sweet love of mine
(Slaughter!)
Miles of frozen lands are far behind us...
We ride along the margin of the woods.
O' great is the black swords of Eire.
Thus to speak is the shame
of flames
I'm a show you what they call pain, in the eyes of O.G.
Go Nas, you as young as OD
[Black Child]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O
see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry
Whoa, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
O Philosophers Of Flame!
I seek sense in your rhyme and reasons.
Pick your fate and
Become the sun,
cnnihilate
For all is one.
Pick your fate
face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
(Oh, oh, oh)
Sweet child o' mine
(Oh, oh, oh,
her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Sweet child o' mine sweet love of mine
She's
see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love
a moment.
But foist, welcome to:
What de fuck gwine on here?
A celebratium o' de american way o' life!
I see some y'all be frownin'...
'cause mebbe why'think
I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Whoa-o-oh, sweet child o' mine
see his face
He takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long I'd probably break down and cry
Oh oh oh, sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Woah, oh, oh
Sweet child o' mine
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
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