Lyrics:
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Ich bin die graue Eminenz
Kauf dir ein Album – Eminems
Du denkst, du hast 'ne Menge Fans
Doch ich würd dich nicht mal anpissen
Wenn du
You Already know this
I'm Lincoln's brave n boldest
Yeah The chosen one
The golden child reloaded
Guns and Roses
Guns and Roses
Guns and Roses
Bout
You see I smash on you pussies and creep with the thugs
I got a T-shirt that say "Weed is not drugs"
I got a tight spot that sits by the sea
Three
walking through roses in Parks
This album too hard
Hundred thousand at large
I'm expecting to sell, yeah
Drip too hard
While the rain got you caught
I
Y'all niggas spend too much
Time watchin' flicks
Who you wanna be? Tony Montana n shit?
Well you can start
Right before his ass get hit
But when I
drop a single yet
N' I'm starting on my 3rd album
N' I bet you want my dick fam
Cause I met your CEO and he say
"Yo I'm a big fan"
I'm a big man, cramped
drop a single yet
N' I'm starting on my 3rd album
N' I bet you want my dick fam
Cause I met your CEO and he say
"Yo I'm a big fan"
I'm a big man, cramped
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
Strange'
Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la renta(y)
Your hijo pequeño, my nachos, bel grande
Stay sippin' that Andre
Spent 3 stacks, that's Andre
That
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friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
whole styles up, I stuck to my guns
In one drag I'm blowing ‘bout 7 O's
Life's a b****, I had to 69 the h**
Tryna hit a lick in hopes a n**** might be
and it's not free
Convicted shooter locked
Got keys, you can't stop me
Use your illusion
Guns n Roses, roses in guns
Vietnam protests might sober you up
symétriquement
Disent qu'le Rap n'est
Qu'un divertissement, direct
Ils s'branlent
Teste pas ce serait une perte de temps
'teille de Jack
Verre de champ', faut
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
They got me killin' with them
They got me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them
They got me fearin' the pen,
[Intro]
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
[Nas]
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy
for Guns 'n' Roses
Yeah! C'mon!
Throw your hands in the sky
And wave em from side to side
And if you're in this life just gettin by
Somebody
the dog in the sandlot
King of the rose Im the n***a with dem lamb chops
Ready to explode like shaking up a can pop
Puffy send a n***a for the cake then
a sticky green drop
Hop out
Let off fifty-three shots
Wouldn't care if I hit fifty-three cops
Giuliani might as well be merkin' n****s
'Cause the time
[Intro]
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
[Nas]
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
get into
I'm back right
And I know you know the song
Like Jack And rose in the ocean
I adore you holding on
This is album mode Third
Told my maps
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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