Lyrics:
understand? we pullin down to ur crib! (ye!)
Fighting like a dog, but my fangs in you like a pit! (woof!)
No guns, no knife
Start the fight club
No guns, no
and Roll.
If you really want to know what drives her wild, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
You might not know it by the way we talk,
We might not show it by the way we
bones
I see my path and I walk it now on my own
I breathe the air of a cold and dusty sunrise
Got my six gun, leather and my boots
I feel the cold air
you to bring yo' children
The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows
From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues
They told me this record was only for pros
So
prose
Stop n smell the roses so the adage goes
Chia channel codes from all that done arosed
From a damaged home, rarely had a chaperone
Dreams of fairies
Right about now, Thugs-n-harmony is on a come up
So to all you bustas out there, beware
Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves
[Krayzie]
Woke
dust on the moon - She’s Lookin like a rose next to all these wild flowers. the only person I could sit and listen to for hours. I been on some Peter
lifes hard n its dark akh i know its all tough
Soon the trumpets blown and we'll turn to dust
Resurrected on that day
Them Kaffirs will be out of luck
this, check it out
[Twista]
Who am I, N**** wid tha blunt, steady trippin, sippin on the concoction,
with tha gun c***tin
Drum knockin, gotta get
all his emotions into them guns, money n drugs (He Still Lonely)
N he take his anger out by feedings niggas all them slugs
Pain gotta keep in inside
Ten miles to northward of the narrow port
Open'd a larger haven: thither used
Enoch at times to go by land or sea
And once when there, and clambering
on saturn then forget it
Bro got the speaker jumping every minute
Talk bout the trending topic n i been it
I know that they don't like me i ain't tripping
continued too, derangement
Some will still
Fire toward the sky at umm all their doin' unloadin' their guns on the sun
Just pray for umm' though. Me n' Killah
into space
Fuck the clout that they chase
Fuck the route that I take
Fucked around by the fakes ...
Turn me to dust as I have no more now
Learnt what
people said my voice would be heard by the masses
A dust head nicca from jerz
I wouldn't grasp it
Questions you can ask it
Team'd up with tha classix
lawd forgive I sold angel dust for pennies/
n brought a ticket to hell just so I can ride Bentley/
got a habit of getting money hopin my addiction dont
case you acting tuff
N we don't do no lacking when Dey see us Dey get stuck
Got real rose real gold big chain
Reb bottoms Murda onat blood
Caught
and dung dust
Meate rose and hairs
Meaty meate rose and hairs
Meaty dream wet meate
Limp damp rows
Peeled and felt fields and belts
Impaled on in
I need you by my side
When heaven & hell
Collide
Will the masses genocide
Or keep living life
I'm alright
Jus in my zone
Am I dead
Or jus skin n bones
know
N she a opp I already know
I done got da word from bro
If she try set me up ima dust da bitch and dats word to bro
Money no word of a lie can’t
by man
Soup is in di pot beef is on di bone
Wha a concern n_gga leave it alone
Live inna glass so, please don't fling nuh stone
Badman hold it
the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call
For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery stood
the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call
For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery stood
listen to NWA and Public Enemy
I listen to Ice-T, I listen to Tupac
Every day they killing us, make me wanna shoot cops
Bone Thugz n Harmony armory I got
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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