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Witam ponownie panowie, panie, piękne i chętne, ładnie ubrane
Zanim pierwsza flaszka pęknie wszystkie będziecie adorowane
Jak chłopaki z Guns N’ Roses

niggas up to kickin in does running from cops but a opp get that pole stashing the gun still know we’re the go back in the day i didn’t smoke now i blow

Droppin fye, yea he back
King Joe on tha rise to tha big scene

Yea

Trophy Wife, By My Side, Never Solo
Homicide, Down To Strike, Like Manolo
Got Favor,

For no food or no bud. My nergy is SACRED
"Go glow real quick in the sun" (SIS)

Bitches be naked

'N ya'll lil niggas steady tryna stunt
I'm solo dolo

give em sum
Yea
5 0 Come and pick em up
Heard the opps got the drop we get bigger guns
Lil bronem a gat call em stick em up
Don’t drill for a check we

Ballin never been a issue
If i want it i got it
You da type nigga get a gun just to shot it
Fuck i meant shoot it
Bitch just hit my phone talm bout

Still the Greatest

L-Burna

Thug By Nature

2001

signin' off 
I'm kickin' ass and takin' names 
Late late late 

Hook x4 

[Layzie Bone] 
She pulled the curtain 
Fo' certain 
We go'n leave these

to hug
It like my next to kin
Bust it like a gang of Mexicans
They won't rush him on a solo
Watch me flexin' on 'em and stolen guns
Bustin' you should fuck

In Hillwood

South Park Mexican

The Last Chair Violinist

2008

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

with polo
I Thought I was killin' it until I saw a slo-mo
I was solo dolo with pockets full like N'Golo
I can't take away the pain 'cause I can't have no

kto to T M O i N
Kawałek ten beze mnie by się nie poskładał
A zatem bless it man do syna spadam

Dawno temu było miasto które dało nam nadzieję
Kiedy

mayonnaise 
Like I'm Doug funny 
What do you want 
I got them sticks and them guns 
I bet a n---a gone run 
I'm throwing ones
Facing a blunt on the runts
Goin

suddenly have full bloom, I rose to cris' anthems
Played by boys and girls like 'We Are The Champions'
This is my piece, a soundscape plus visual backing
I'm

by radio station
君のgeneration guns and roses
時代性 hip rhyme
移り気な music style
Everybody wanna twist and shout
Everyone,everyone Good people...
Good

N.E.O.

Thomas Dolby

Quantum Mechanic

1995

the belly of the Cosmos

a fossilized finger
Somewhere in a hanger


Stored by the government, hidden from the press

some young top gun s first solo

turned

Plum fairy bouncin' on the big stage
Dancing tip toe, with a wide smile on her face
Like a tornado she spins in a solo
Music like crystal, that's how

on my clothes, (I do, I do)
Champagne by the bottle I never toast, (I'll do no toast, yeah)
I’m throwing money it’s covering up the floor,
These n

My mindset on another level, I’ll never settle
Songs dropping like rose petals
Records show that I’m undermined by other guys, it’s no surprise
When

in self made labyrinths

Thirteen hours to escape
David Bowie 86
Guns N Roses 87
Got an Appetite for Slim

Eminem has been my hero ever since

at school I was
Never had sense of direction, I was lost
Removed from the State school by the mother, oh
Soon enough I was moved to a private shithole
Yeah,

I saddled & tally ho 
Now I see clearer than Lasik, I got my ascics laced up for the matrix
So Run

Live by the gun better die for it 
Fresh till I'm

quarter blunt up on the mic
Treat my life like Quarter Four
Leave you D Rose'd on the floor
Fuck you mean by "mi amor", bitch 
Did you taste my porridge?
I

the ball and lead then on my own
This armored flower boy
Like guns n roses
Don’t take the blame
I'm never satisfied
They sleepin on me
I got baggy eyes

your boat
Headed to that last resort like Papa Roach
Locked and loaded, comin' straight for the blow
Guns N' Roses but have some patience tho
I ain't