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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

her top down, baby, she flies
Run run, with the fury of a saint in her eyes
Run run, ha-cha cha cha, bcby, she goes
With blonde hair and a gun
Smcking

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

The Purge [Clean]

Kurupt

Oxymoron [Clean]

2014

Why you look confused motherf***er? This is war
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh
Yeah n****

Bust my gun all by myself

A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun

A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun

Down '71 (The Getaway)

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

E 1999 Eternal

1995

that man they got my nigga)
Man that shit ain't cool man
(Okay order in the court)

[Woman]
The people versus Bone Thugs N Harmony
Case number

I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses
I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses
Nothing's forever I forecast then foreclose
An illusion what I'm

but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear

Press then eject, left with a sket
Audermars Roleys, wet the Patek
This gun is my trophy, excellent skeng
Up close and personal
Spray it like it's

Guns N' Roses

Clipse

Training Day

2001

Uh, uh, uh, huh
Clipse
(Clipse)
Exclusive shit
(Exclusive shit)
Yeah, who

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This

Yeah, see summer a little different where I'm from
You can feel the revenge in the air, n*ggas running wild, bitches running wild
Welcome to my city,

Bloody summer, Blood nights
Ain't no gun shots warnings 
Ain't no tears, Just revenge 
Ain't no fucking morning 
Spring clean these Fuck N

Lost from a pure 'n strange taste
Can't even realize the time I waste
Cos you’re dancing in my head
Wrapped in guns and roses
All my blood
Is poisoned by

None of these nikkas want smoke 
No I carry 50s and Choppas we is Puranas
You still post Up by the store 
All Of my Niggas is poppin you Niggas dropping

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

went and bought him a gun
He want revenge 'cause the pain, feelin' numb (Jesus)
And her mom still doing drugs 'cause that's the only time she feel

went and bought him a gun
He want revenge 'cause the pain, feelin' numb (Jesus)
And her mom still doing drugs 'cause that's the only time she feel

your foot steps
How was my story going to end
If I had went out looking for revenge the same night
And probably just die in a gun fight

Bullets of Mexico

Phil Ochs

All the News That's Fit to Sing

1964

who had lived by the gun,
    but all of the bullets of Mexico cannot undo all the work that he's done.

The greedy capiques* have stolen

done did some things to kill the pain)
All them trips girl, but you can't run away yeah
Got no regrets and no more apologies
Switch guns n' roses like I

for me
After you see my G-U-N, a pine box we will see you in
You can't believe it's me again, I B-I-G T-I-M-E
K-I-L-L very W-E-L-L
Go to Hell,

by the cover
How I was rose to raise hail
Try to stay at peace with myself
Most of my peers dead or jail
The police kill us to it's hard to win

the train 'til it's over with

Insurgents, not a bit nervous
Encouraged, got bit further to go
By any means, gettin rid of our enemies
A-V, A-L, A-N, C-H-E