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Locomotive

Guns N' Roses

Use Your Illusion II

1991

to shave your head
And all my friends could paint it red
'Cause love to me's a two way street
An all I really want is peace

But my baby's got

on my breast
And let my love just do the rest

We like the boys, boys
But we still like the boys
We like the boys

We like the boys
You gotta

the chaos, have a positive thought, burn it down
Y'all give me my roses while I'm here, y'all keep those ugly crowns
I hope acknowledgment is this body

rubbing up, we don't love that trick
They say they want hits, then this, that spliff
I'm back inside my basket, this case is getting drastic
I'm a basket

the roses if they ain't help build the garden
You was down on your luck, I ain't never left you starving
All you see is red you acting like I'm a target
You

or so they say
Or so they say

Roses are red and violets are blue
But I make you weakest
Come to me, my hummingbird
In paradise, there are no secrets
It's

Peeping is thorough
And I cruise the streets in a red Montero
Pick up my crew and then we chop-chop make it
To the Quik Mart and get the blunts, cool
Laces

where you now lie is
Filled in next to mine
The red clouds swirl the sky
My body lives, but my heart has died.

depends how the wines kept
Hater, put a cork in it
Save a bottle
Cut the problem by the head
Yeah, and the rest will follow
It’s a new regime
Got my team

stacked
Enough love for the place to crack
Up when I looked back
At first I thought it was whack
But it still is on the map
And it is worthy of a track
Came

brown
I present the present
Right now
Now and days all I feel is hatred
My white skin
Makes your whole
Damn face red
Scream out
You hate me real loud
Then

be fucked up if I let you go
This feeling I can't control
Roses are red, violets are blue
This a love song and it's for you
Girl of my dreams, you

Middle Man

B.o.B

Ether

2017

I just put in work, she call me Mister (hey Mister)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I'm so lazy, tell my hoe to get the picture
Look, I'm

How do I know whether love is real 
How do I know my keeps saying
Cause my heart says no
And my heart says yes
How do I know
How do I know whether

and
Pickin pollen out her cheeks she my baby lafleur
She the her to my him
My hymn needed a bridge
Gave me the road made it bend
Red rosé roots fall from top

Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing

Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing

remember when we broke bread
Looking out for one another
Through rose-colored glasses I see red
What's known ain't gotta be said
Remembered who I was

love and scraps
Thank God for my country folk and family
Instead of a metaphor I’d rather
Take it by James Anderson
Damaging how they televised

the man out here (I'm the man out here)
Shoe game clean and nigga my gear
Nigga nigga, you a fan out here (you a fan out here)
You're a fucking with a lame,

down, niggas kickin' in your front door

Titanic on my wrist, bad bitch on my dick
Did a donut in the 6, I just drove by Magic City
Put that heroin in

Why do I have to fall?
Why do I have to crawl?
Why did I come here again?  
Why am I alone again?

It is the end, that funeral feeling
Red roses and sad

S'yeah i'm in my head
24/7 can't be mislead
SF golden got golden dreads
Never been soft i'm not a ted
Turnt' off meds eyes bloodshot red
Purple what

breath away
And I have never had such a feeling
Such a feeling of complete and utter love, as I do tonight
The lady in red is dancing with me, cheek