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everything you want and I Love you till my last breath Baby don't you cry Ain't no other way That I wanna live my life I need you by my side Need ya I ain't
we) See the light that shines (and tomorrow we) So as the hours pass by In the event of my demise Tell my momma not to cry These are the words
sin too much She know I'm going to hell And no I don't want you to leave Cause I cant do this by myself Yea Smell the roses, wake up and smell the roses
My heart's empty and I don't know how to cry now They'll never know what I feel inside There's nowhere for me to hide And I'm just not scared to die
remember I was a water boy No wakin up n smellin roses we smelt gun smoke Smoked em like piff we light yo ass up wen our guns blow You Hea me talk in slangs
left the door locked She coming that’s her war cry Like music to my soul now Tappd N Im too flyy Bitch I grew up on my Tupac No worries who you knew bout
Wind up lock n load like Gun Jack Dark greeting to yo head now yo health bar wack Took time off now it’s return of the Mack Rhymes sharp and still
just the surface of a dark deep well And how can you prefer to be wit those That sprayed you wit gun and hoses And never put roses on the graves
on the map We comin' around Atlanta and the n****z are really strapped With the muthaf***in guns and the muthaf***in glocks Steady is the gas n****, don't
blows I cry! It's not an easy road And many see the glamour and the glitter so them think a bed of rose, mi say Who feels it knows, ooh Lord help me
21st of centuries Don't want the rap or poety They want the songs that glorifies drugs till eternity, Or hoes or the guns or streets Or the money they
you already know, I'm a damaged rose Am I running out of time? Or is this the life I chose? Praying everything get better, don't cry on my Gucci sweater
the ganja plants Smif-N-Wessun, generals of the Boot Camp (Bucktown) home of the original gun-clappers (Bucktown) home of the original gun
the ganja plants Smif-N-Wessun, generals of the Boot Camp (Bucktown) home of the original gun-clappers (Bucktown) home of the original gun
gotta gun why not me You gotta keep it on you now its just like ID And I never seen a man cry till I seen a man shot Fuck pride bullets is too damn hot
black already Your pockets on a diet, my pockets fat already Three n****s with me, me myself and I God don't like ugly, you should testify My T-shirt come
Don't take your life Cause I don't think it's right I don't think its right (what are you doing) Yuh Yuh yuh Takin my life n I'm thinking it's right
rose to all occasions Ten toes guns blazing They "Okay"n... Well I'm Great'n I been swerving for a minute Now I'm straightening Uh Aye Aye Uh And This
lot of pesos, n***a play around with guns So you know a n***a tote one, if he run up He gon' get popped like some bacon And Merk his ass ass no stress n
If You got guns (Yeah) We pull tech's (What) Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest (N****) It's all out war (Uh huh) Who got next? (Unlawful)
A Gun S*** Real, Till A N**** Get Killed, Then You want to Run And Get One F*** That! I'm Callin' Out Names, Ja Rule, Ya'll Lose I Don't Even Care How
the rose garden, silently run by the mortician, silently run by the radio station, silently run by the dancing dragon nightclub, silently run by the sleeping
she gonna know is guns and roses Guns and roses I gave you my heart till you broke it I don't know if you noticed I've been feeling so sick Like boats
to pop I been dealing with a lot And it still don’t stop Seen a river of my tears go by Inside but I still don’t cry Outside I’m as cool as the rain But
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