She hit town like a rose in bloom Smellin' sweet, sweet perfume The color faded the petals died Down in the city no one cried In the streets garbage
Listen motherfuckers to this song that should be heard Thrown down in the gutter, its more than you deserve Kneeling fucking virgin, you know that's what
the corner, callin' you names, With my juvenile skills and juvenile games 'cause I'm a fast motherfucker, Let me tell you 'bout it sucker, Said if you fuck with me, I'll fuck
corner callin you names, with my juvenile skills and my juvenile games. Cause I'm a fast motherfucker lemme tell you bout a sucker, If you fuck with me and ill fuck
arms around your memory I can try, I can try Don't try Come on L.A.M.F. Like a mutherfucker Yo Johnny What color were her eyes? Oh, she was wearing shades? Fuck
Oh-Oh Ohhhh Oh, Oh-Oh Ohhhh Oh-Oh Ohhhh Oh, Oh-Oh Rhiad and the Bedouins Had a plan and thought they'd win But I don't give a fuck about them Cause I
and glass from dirty bottles Runnin through these streets high-speed at full throttle Ghetto role models, so what the fuck y'all tellin me Misdemeanor cats wit raps, wannabe felonies Fuck
again Read the east coast historian As you oppose this Your walking dead soldiers can't get close to this I be splitting shit like moses Then celebrate with guns 'n roses
home and cooks Curls up with a book with a girl he's had Since he was 17 Cos he's never really been Part of the scene Give him Guns N Roses He'll take
this corner weighing in at 850 pounds, Guns N' Roses Get in the ring Yeah Yeah this song is dedicated to all the guns n' fuckin' roses Fans who stuck with us through all the fucking
air like living on the ? We're on the corner serving them rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll, Post it on the corner with the rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll
got guns watch what your dude bring. Fully auto AR-15, wipe out the Blue Team! [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Beats bangin with a bigger bringer
C Brown, C Brown where the fuck you at, dun? Aiyo Milo, Milo and the dance, where the fuck you at, nigga? Aiyo aiyo Dinco, where you at, son? Where the fuck
P-Dela got a hella proper flow See what I'm saying like a teleprompter And you could never stop us (fucking posers!) Appetite for destruction like Guns N' Roses
f/ The Neptunes from Training Day Soundtrack Uh uh, uh huh Clipse (Clipse), Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit) Yeah, whooo [Chorus] Guns n' roses mafia
(feat. Magnum) [Intro - Terrar] Yeah, yeah.. What y'all wanna do? What y'all wanna do? C-L, I-P, S-E, N-E-R-D What y'all wanna do? [Verse - Terrar]
don't run they mouth Real niggas make moves and get rich [Verse 4: Flesh N Bone] Mobbing in ah Expedition Thinking of ah proposition Settle my composition Feeling relentless fucking
Chorus I'm gonna do Axl Rose from Guns N Roses cuz Chorus Willie Nelson, Willie Nelson, we gonna sing some country Maybe I didn't fuck you But little