guns And keep your stupid roses (And keep your stupid, stupid roses aah) Give me your guns And keep your stupid roses Bang, bang, bang, bang baby, Bang, bang, bang. Give me your guns
mean business Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life Guns n' roses mafia proses
[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Oh shit, look at them, they running on foot They picked the car up, they on some Flintstone shit Oh shit... and them niggaz
Welcome to the jungle, we got fun 'n' games We got everything you want, honey we know the names We are the people that you find, whatever you may need
Knock knock knockin' on Heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on Heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on Heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on Heaven's door Mama put my guns
When I look into your eyes I can see a love restrained But darlin' when I hold you, don't you know I feel the same? yeah Nothin' lasts forever and we
{What we've got here is failure to communicate Some men, you just can't reach So, you get what we had here last week Which is the way he wants it, well
Yesterday, there was so many things I was never told Now that I'm startin' to learn I feel I'm growing old 'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me Old
She's got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see her
Shed a tear 'cause I'm missing you I'm still alright to smile Girl, I think about you every day now Was a time when I wasn't sure But you set my mind
I'm a cold heart breaker fit to burn And I'll rip your heart in two Then I'll leave you lyin' on the bed I'll be out the door before you wake It's nothin
Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time tonight, look out Well I'm a west coast struttin' One bad
I don't have plans and schemes And I don't have hopes and dreams I, don't have anything Since I don't have you And I don't have fond desires And I don
Talk to me softly There's something in your eyes Don't hang your head in sorrow And please don't cry I know how you feel inside I've I've been there
a handgun pointed at me don't tell me to just say no i'm an addict, i say don't let me go whatever happened to sex drugs n' rock n' roll? now we just
When you were young And your heart was an open book You used to say, "Live and let live" You know you did, you know you did, you know you did But if
Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green And the girls are pretty Take me home (Oh, won't you please take me home?) Take me down to
