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your grass is greener
Fuck it I'll grow a forest. Then run my Kingdom, [Welcome to the Jungle!]
All I need is guns, You can keep the roses
Kinda been

cold world make way for the chosen one
Word of God striking fear you can call us nuns
Welcome to the jungle What yuh need roses and guns
Yeah we got

' Roses, this is Welcome to the Jungle
This is angelic demons, insane sinners and evil
And trips that's out to Belgium with Js spliffs and diesel
This is

Bigger 
We All In The Jungle Snakes And Gorillas
You A Lil Rat I Can Tell By Yo Figure
Ain’t Givin No Warning Bussin’ On The Trigger (Yay)

I Wanna Run Wit

Verbal beauty
Hermeneutics
Serpents moet bieg
Niks van groupies in die music
Is net true skills
Silver back guerilla tactics
Wie wil dit na aap
In n jungle

Welcome to the jungle guns n roses
Lseni ma39oud moses
Hydra f zok l mawsem jit nahki f my shit w nkayes
Ekteb chatteb tayech Noum m9atta3 fekr mchattet

davon war ich mega Fan
Guns N' Roses, welcome to the jungle
Iron Maiden, number of the beast

Die 80er Jahre waren meine Zeit, da war Musik noch

to Lopez

Take away your breath till there’s lung necrosis
Now welcome to the jungle like Guns N’ Roses

Flow grows on you, like keratosis
Home’s on Mars,

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

Zone Out

Nas

God's Son

2002

cats nigga, get you killed
Warnin', Jungle always keep a gun on him
Pull out, , four head gone 'n
Sloppy, droppin' you birds
Close range so my

made it farm the struggle
N***** used to stand over me I done made it frm up under
Ian no animal I done made it out the jungle
Hoes gettn boring

Lawton, AKA Deadshot
Flashback to Deadshot holding a phone
Next to him – and then a travelling shot
Of Gotham’s rooftops
Followed by Deadshot planting

Ready for War

The LOX

Opposite of H2O [Clean]

2000

the attitude; I say f*** being humble
You act like a animal; you stuck in the jungle
N****s don't care if I'm poor or rich
So I don't care about these n

Road Runna

Yeah
I can tell by how you walk that you ain't got no gun
You don't wanna war wit us, my youngins shoot for fun
Pocket full of bands,

of random components
You gotta navigate through
For your one moment


Welcome to the concrete jungle
The tough streets
I rose to amen 'em
It's here that

spiked out, I can trip a referee, 
 Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from… 
  
 In New York, 
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, 
 Theres

Welcome to wonderland

Jeune, je n'avais pas de posse, je n'avais même pas de grand frère
Tenté le tout pour l'impossible, je ne savais pas

get exhausting

We got guns and roses hoes with the mostest
The dope is the coldest
Sweet child of mine is overdosing
Welcome to the jungle where we

dark in the park n the swings moving
Lonely child
Welcome to the concrete jungle
Where its predator, prey and hunger
Fill your mind and more importantly

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

Through a b**** is how I met that n**** with a baby 'fro
Mariner's Village has in it bassas who look for blow
I was by the mailboxes when asked where

biggie
They dead wrong//So bring the guns and roses because I'm about to rock this 
Like I've come to make proposes and promoting gun violence
Imma bout

Empty the Clip

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls [Clean]

1996

a splurge on my kind
Sippin' on a fifth of Rose wine
Yeah, the Flesh-N-, the Flesh-N-muthafuckin' Bone
Gettin' my tipsy on strong, always stay packin' that

a rose 

Datz why when yuh hug mee, baby
Yuh feel my gun pon mi
Why when yuh hug meeeee, girl
Yuh feel mi gun pon mi
Dem can't throw no rum pon mi
Mi prefa