Guns N Roses - Lyrics - M.O.P.

Title: Guns N Roses
Artist: M.O.P.
Composer(s): David Brown, Jamal Grinnage, Eric Murray

Lyric:
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

Whenever a nigga bleed, it lead to Guns N Roses
And a real nigga knows is
Everybody that have held had shot one
It's like a asshole, cause everybody's got one

Niggaz is gettin' kinda bold
Little shorties thirteen years old, tryin' to leave a nigga cold
I'm packin' my gat, and watchin' my back, and ready for one
You niggaz wanna jump up, cause I ain't goin' out like Willie

I propose a toast next nigga that play me close
(Yeah)
I'ma have your faggot ass hangin' off a lamp post
(Salute)
To my nigga that slid and did bids

To them niggaz that slipped and caught clips kid
It's yo' play on the blessings
Me I send your maggot ass back to the essence
Niggaz have told ya, Guns N Roses that's the path
So pack yo' gat and watch yo' ass

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

Guns N Roses, no one opposes the mash out posse
You can't stop me, I'm packin' blue steel
Steppin' with my weapon, waitin' for the rumble
I'm trouble, step into the concrete jungle

Foes'll hear the words from the reverend
And caught hell fuckin' with fame
So now they ass gotta go to heaven
I fear no man and I ain't Omar Epps

But I'm lettin' motherfuckers know the program
Too many motherfuckers died on the street
That's why I tell motherfuckers to back up and play me feet
Just the other day I put my man in the ground, so now
I walk around with the motherfuckin' trey pound
Just for my enemies so I can blow they chest in

'Cause Smith and Wesson's will have your whole family stressin'
Another basket, casket closin'
They put away the guns, then here come the motherfuckin' Roses
Tags are promptly placed on your toes
You're just another nigga dead, gotta go, gotta go
The game is called survival when you play it to the end
Before you go out in a blaze, may the best man win

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

Another motherfuckin' massacre, yeah, M.O.P.
Dese are the niggaz that I'm movin' with G
To you snake ass, two faced ass niggaz
You gon' make me grip and squeeze my shit
Lifestyles of a ghetto child

Gun over rose, choose your weapon or pick your pose
One or the other nigga, no doubt
You know the way the motherfuckin' story turns out
Only your life or you're chancin'

Me, I got a record like my man Charles Manson
Bill puttin' niggaz on chill, you know the deal
Quicker than a motherfuckin' hit man will
(Another motherfuckin' Cadillac)

Yeah, another motherfucker's family dressed in black
Whatever must be must be
Me I try to keep my shit a little low key
See, 'cause you don't know how it feels

Everytime a nigga get killed they try to link that shit to Bill
Mostly because I never of
(Kid they tryin' to herb ya)
I ain't doin' time for no fuckin' murder

Mad brothers done died on the street
I know it's crazy motherfuckers that barely sleep
The color red from a hot hollow piece of lead
Salute the world and then nod your head

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up
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Guns N' Roses - Lyrics - Clipse

Title: Guns N' Roses
Artist: Clipse
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Gene Thornton, Terence Thorton, Pharrell Williams

Lyric:
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 is the life, nigga that's the life

I wouldn't have it any other way
Yeah, gun play burning loves the one die
Makes me cry some days
Lawless, riding backwards on a one way
The color flawless, bitch I reek of money
(Bitch)

Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck
We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up
From the rawest to the raw, to the slug through your door
They missed you but pressed your bitch in a hollow tip bra

There's science to the way we move, cock two's
And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes
On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules
So when you play with us y'all niggas just gotta lose

Lust for them things that turn women to wives
Live for that shit that determines your street size
Run with them twins that waters you mother's eyes
That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my thighs

Raw like peeblo, guns and mink coats
Light up canoes, till titanics, I sink ships
Love doing bitches with pink lips, call me Padre
Talk shit with a gun in my hand call me cockay

Did this straight, bricks ain't large
Bricks for weight, filling a crate, filling a barge, now that's large
Sipping blue ells, and playing cards
Plus a pat on the back from the fucking coastguard

Yo, yo, I got a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers
Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures
We live for raw sex and 80 proof liquors

Run, walk, and crawl for catching hot balls
From my dogs who take game while smoking lock jaws
Why burn your mouth in the name of cheat talk
Be prepared to change your tune by the time my heat spark

After dark get your crew for me is a cake walk
And I love rap records with lots of gun talk
It's day time two both pies on waist sides
Can't trace, I hop back crimson lake sides

I make five which is why y'all hate
I got dark skin, jet black bitches with jade eyes
We wildin' out, hang them high, and dry them out
I do them type of things y'all niggas is lying 'bout
My speech is the reason my race is dying out

So I pray to God, the same time I'm pulling the iron out
We rock stars, smoke red, mixed with lobster
We Jamaican sexing, pillow talking, and pop trois
In pasta, look, you wanna be a mobster

On stage recipient of a nice guy
Malicious nigga y'all cats fictitious
When the shit hits
It's how you know we 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
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the life

When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast
I'm asking you, 'cause we used to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass

When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast
I'm asking you, cause we used to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass

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Slow Down - Lyrics - Carnival II: Memoirs of an Immigrant - Wyclef Jean

Title: Slow Down
Album: Carnival II: Memoirs of an Immigrant
Artist: Wyclef Jean
Composer(s): Wyclef Jean, R. Toby, Jerry Duplessis

Lyric:
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

We cry for peace but we live for war
(You know I got that shot in the Chevy, what it is?)
We ain?t start the wire taps down in Baltimore
(But I'm still slangin? bricks where I live)

Sometimes she love me, sometimes she love me not
(Doin? 10, now my girl turnin' tricks at the crib)
But let check out his eyes, in the inner city Chi?
(Layin? down ASAP, everybody gettin? killed)

Evil lurks in the heavenly disguise
(Tryin? to get the ruler all I need is about a mil)
I seen two birds crash into two New York giants
(Bush still lyin', he'll never keep it real)

I wish Katrina spoke French at the quarter to New Orleans
(But you?d a told her that)
But how we smoke French back, seduced this stone
(Okay)
Told this is your death, please, don?t rain on my people

Where?d the hope go, where?d the hope gone?
(I don?t know)
I see the whole world turn into a war zone
(What?)
Ain?t no love in the city keep your vest on
(That right)
Guns ?N Roses, 'Welcome To The Jungle'

On the flip side she's shakin? her backside
(Shake it for me, baby)
That?s the only way tuition gon? come right
He got a crush on Mary Jane
Unless she got five on, she ain?t doin' her thang
(Come on, you know you need to)

Slow down, young girl
Keep it real hun, you gotta keep it real hun
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash
(Come on, you know you need to)

Slow down
(You know you need to, you know you need to)
Young girl
(You know we used to)
Keep it real hun
(You know we used to)
You gotta keep it real hun
(You know we used to)
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash
(Okay)

If you livin' in the street, you know you're livin' free
(And if you ain?t, you're doin? time like me)
Thugs with the heat are the coldest ones to meet
(You can catch yourself a case, get a fine do 3)

We flyin' high but still can?t touch the sky
(But on conspiracy you're doin' ten at the least)
Everybody's a gangsta, but nobody wanna die
(With all this snitchin? you might never see the streets)

Nuclear testin', replacin? the SAT?s
(With all this goin' on, why they worried about me?)
Stem cell research, there?s another you, another me
(I?m just hustlin' in the streets tryin? to flip a couple keys)

With what goes up, must come down, 'The Laws of Gravity'
(I know I see it happen to my partner, Big Neege)
We miss ya, shawty
To win at chess, you?ve got to trap the king

Where?d the hope go, where?d the hope?
(I don?t know)
I see the whole world turn into a war zone
(What?)
Ain?t no love in the city keep your vest on
(That right)
Guns ?N Roses, 'Welcome To The Jungle'

On the flip side she's shakin' her backside
(Shake it for me, baby)
That?s the only way tuition gon' come right
He got a crush on Mary Jane
Unless you got five on she ain?t doin' her thang
(Let's get it)

Slow down, young girl
Keep it real hun, you gotta keep it real hun
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash
(Come on, you know you need to)

Slow down, young girl
(You know we used to)
Keep it real hun
(Used to)
You gotta keep it real hun
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash

Everybody know we gon? keep rollin? when the police rollin?
And your coke dealer told ?em what you been doin'
Boy, you better slow down, ay, ay, slowdown

Ay, you wanna show ?em that da dope keep comin'
But if shit keep runnin? their mouth
But you're stuck, jackin' comin' for ya, better slow down
Ay, ay, slow down, ay, ay, ay

Hey, I remember get money, all we do was get money
?Til the Feds raided the trap and took my thang from me
Put me in a room alone, separated the click form me
Next thing you my lawyer said my partner snitched on me

Now ain?t that a bitch homie, they ain?t have a thing on us
Until you started tellin', now they talkin' big numbers
We could?ve split charges up, against five or six summer
Instead you tryin? to talk, tellin' so you could walk

How could you tell ?em who we sold told to, everythin' we bought?
How we used to get in all the way ?til we can ship it off?
(Who woulda thought?)
Hey, keep it pimpin?, wait a minute
Ay, ay, ay, ay, keep it pimpin?, wait a minute, ay

Where?d the hope go, where?d the hope?
I see the whole world turn into a war zone
Ain?t no love in the city keep your vest on
Guns ?N Roses, 'Welcome To The Jungle'

On the flip side she's shakin' her backside
That?s the only way tuition gon' come right
He got a crush on Mary Jane
Unless you got five on she ain?t doin' her thang

Slow down, young girl
Keep it real hun, you can keep it real hun
Unless you slow down, somebody gon? crash
(You know you need to)

Slow down
(You know you need to, you know you need to)
Young girl
(You know we used to)
Keep it real hun
(You know we used to)
You gotta keep it real hun
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash
(C'mon)

I?mma let my guitar do the talkin' now, okay

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Knocking On Heaven'S Door - Lyrics - Use Your Illusion II - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Knocking On Heaven'S Door
Album: Use Your Illusion II
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark, too dark for me to see
Feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is coming down
Feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door

Knock, knocking on heaven's door

You just better start sniffing your own rank subjugation Jack
'Cause it's just you against your tattered libido
The bank and the mortician, forever man
And it wouldn't be luck, if you could get out of life alive

Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
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Raw Power - Lyrics - The Spaghetti Incident? - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Raw Power
Album: The Spaghetti Incident?
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): James Osterberg, James Williamson

Lyric:
Yo ehh, check it out

Dance to the beat of the living dead
You'll see baby, stay away from there
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you

If you're alone and you got the feel
So am I baby, let's roll on outta here
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you

Raw power's got a magic touch
Raw power is much too much
Happiness is a guarantee
It was made for you and me

Raw power, honey just won't quit
Raw power, I can feel it
Raw power, you can't be spared
Poppin' eyes and a fashion feed

Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Everybody always tryin' to tell me what to do
And you know that ain't right

Look in the eyes of the southern girl
Fall deep in love in the underworld
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you

If you're alone and you got the shakes
So am I baby, I got what it takes
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you

Raw power's got a healing hand
Raw power can destroy a man
Raw power is a modern soul
Got a son called Rock 'n' Roll

Raw power, honey just won't quit
Raw power, I can feel you near
Raw power, honey give me a spin
Get up baby and kiss my feet

Everybody always tryin' to tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Everybody always tryin' to tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do

Raw power it's got no place to go
Raw power honey you don't wanna know
Raw power is a guaranteed OD
Raw power is laughin' at you and me
I wanna know

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Raw power, raw power
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

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Knockin' On Heaven'S Door - Lyrics - Greatest Hits - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Knockin' On Heaven'S Door
Album: Greatest Hits
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
Feels like I'm 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
Knock knock knockin' on Heaven's door

Mama put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin' down
Feels like I'm 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
Knock knock knockin' on Heaven's door

You just better start sniffin' your own rank subjugation Jack
'Cause it's just you against your tattered libido, the bank and the mortician
Forever man
And it wouldn't be luck if you could get out of life alive

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

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

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

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Ain'T It Fun - Lyrics - The Spaghetti Incident? - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Ain'T It Fun
Album: The Spaghetti Incident?
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Cheetah Chrome, Peter Laughner

Lyric:
Ain't it fun when you're always on the run?
Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you've become?
Ain't it fun when you get so high, well that you just can't come?
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young?

It's such fun, such fun, such fun
Such fun, such fun, such fun
Such fun, fun, such fun, such

Ain't it fun when you're taking care of number one?
And ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun?
Ain't it fun when you just can't seem to find your tongue?
'Cause you stuck it too deep into something that really stung
It's such fun

Well, so you come up to me and spit right in my face
I didn't even feel it, it was such a disgrace
I punched my fist right through the glass
But you didn't feel it, it happened so fast

Such fun, such fun, such fun
Such fun, such fun, such fun, fun
Such fun, such fun, such fun
Such fun, such fun, such

Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a c***?
And ain't it fun when she splits and leaves you on the run?
Well, ain't it fun when you broken up every band that you ever begun?
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young?

It's such fun, such fun, such fun, such fun
Such fun, such fun, such fun
Such fun, such fun, such fun
Such fun, such fun, such fun

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Every Rose Has Its Thorns - Lyrics - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Every Rose Has Its Thorns
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): B Dall, C C Deville, B Michaels, R Rockett

Lyric:
We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did
Did my words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah, it does

I listen to our favorite song
Playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say, loves a game
Of easy come and easy go

But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know you'd be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow
I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah, it does

Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
But the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways

But now I hear you found somebody new
And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah, it does

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Black Leather - Lyrics - The Spaghetti Incident? - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Black Leather
Album: The Spaghetti Incident?
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Paul Cook, Steve Jones

Lyric:
Well she's all geared up, walkin' down the street
And I can feel the slime, drippin' down her sleeve

Well you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do

Well it's late at night and I'm all alone
And I can hear her boots, as she's near her home

Well you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do

Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door, oh no I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack, I'm feelin' so sore, I never should've asked for
Black leather, black leather, black leather, black leather

And you can try to hide, but you won't get far
You can let her in, and start again

Well you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do

Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door, oh no I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack, I'm feelin' so sore, I never should've asked for
Black leather, black leather, black leather, black leather

Black leather, black leather, black leather, black leather
Black leather, black leather, black leather, black leather

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Catcher In The Rye - Lyrics - Chinese Democracy - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Catcher In The Rye
Album: Chinese Democracy
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Robin Finck, Darren A. Reed, Axl Rose, Tommy Stinson, Paul Tobias

Lyric:
When all is said and done
We're not the only ones
Who look at life this way
That's what the old folks say

But every time I'd see them
Makes me wish I had a gun
If I thought that I was crazy
Well, I guess I'd have more fun
Guess I'd have more fun

Ooh, the catcher in the rye again
Ooh, won't let you get away from him
It's just another day like today

You decide if I don't have to
Then they'll find and I won't ask you
At anytime or long thereafter
If it's cold outside
I'll be wrapped up in, into me

Ooh, the catcher in the rye again
Ooh, won't let you get away from him
It's just another day like today

When all is said and done
We're not the only ones
Who look at life this way
That's what the young folks say
As if they'd ever change
That's not whom I to say

But every time I'd see them
Makes me wish I had a gun
If I thought that I was crazy
Well, I guess I'd have more fun

'Cause what used to be's
Not there for me
And ought to find
Someone that belonged
Insane like I do

Oh no, not at all
Oh no, not at all, not at all
Oh no, not at all, not at all

On an ordinary day
Not in an ordinary way
All at once this song I heard
No longer would it play for anybody

Or anyone
That needed comfort from somebody
Needed comfort from
Someone who cared

To be not like you
Unlike me
And then the voices ran away
From me

So now you set the wheels in motion
You haunt our memories
You were the instrument
You were the one
How a body tipped the bottle
And gave that boy a gun

You took our innocence
Beyond our scabs
Sometimes the only thing
We got at all
When no one else is there

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Live And Let Die - Lyrics - Greatest Hits - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Live And Let Die
Album: Greatest Hits
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Linda Mccartney, Paul Mccartney

Lyric:
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 this ever changin' world
In which we live in
Makes you give in and cry
Say, "Live and let die, live and let die"

What did it matter to you
When you got a job to do
You got to do it well
You got to give the other fella Hell

You used to say, "Live and let live"
You know you did, you know you did, you know you did

But if this ever changin' world
In which we live in
Makes you give in and cry
Say, "Live and let die, live and let die"

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There Was A Time - Lyrics - Chinese Democracy - Guns 'N Roses

Title: There Was A Time
Album: Chinese Democracy
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Dizzy Reed, Axl Rose, Tommy Stinson, Paul Tobias

Lyric:
Broken glass and cigarettes, writing on the wall
It was a bargain for the summer and I thought I had it all
I was the one who gave you everything, the one who took the fall
You were the one who would do anything, the one who can't recall

Where she was while she was sleeping, in another woman's bed
Or the doctor's or the lawyer's or a stranger that she met
If there's nothing I can gain from this or anything at all
It'd be the knowledge that ya gave me, when I thought I'd heard it all

It was a long time with you
It was a long time with me
It'd be a long time for anyone
But looks like it's meant to be

Social class and registers, cocaine in the hall
All the way from California on the way beyond that stall
To those non-negotiations to simulate a call
All the bad of learning evils and your ways around the laws

That keep you up and sitting pretty on a pedestal of men
And now you're sleeping like an angel, near the man who reaped it in
If there's something I can make of this or anything at all
It'd be, the devil hates a loser and you thought you had it all

It was a wrong time for you
It was a wrong time for me
It was the wrong time for everyone
But looks like I'm about to see for myself

If I could go back in time to the place in my soul, there all alone
Lonely tear drops, ooh, are calling you but I don't wanna know it now
'cause knowing you, it won't change a damn thing but there was a time

Yeah, there was a time
Didn't wanna know it all
Didn't wanna know it all and
I don't wanna know it now

Oh

Yeah, there was a time
Didn't wanna know it all
Didn't wanna know it all and
I don't wanna know it now

Oh
I would do anything for you
There was a time
I would do anything for you
Oh, I would do anything for you
There was a time

There was a time
Oh, I would do anything for you
Oh, I would do anything for you
Yeah, there was a time

Didn't wanna know it all
Didn't wanna know it all
And I don't wanna know it now

Didn't wanna know it all
Didn't wanna know it all
And I don't wanna know it now

I would do anything for you
There was a time, was a time

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Cats In The Cradle - Lyrics - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Cats In The Cradle
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Harry F. Chapin, Sandra Campbell Chapin

Lyric:
My child arrived just the other day
Came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away

He was talkin' 'fore I knew it
And as he grew he said
I'm gonna be like you, dad
You know I'm gonna be like you

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home?
Son, I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then

My son turned ten just the other day
He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad
Come on, let's play, can you teach me to throw?"
I said, "Not today, I got a lot to do"

He said, "That's okay" and then he walked away
But the smile never dimmed and he said
"You know, I'm gonna be like him, yeah
You know I'm gonna be like him"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home?
Son, I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then

Well, he came from college just the other day
So much like a man, I just had to say
"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and he said with a smile
"What I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys
See you later, can I have them please?"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home?
Son, I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then

I've long since retired, my son's moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, "I'd like to see you, if you don't mind"
He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time"

"You see my new job's a hassle
And the kids have the flu
But it's sure nice talkin' to you, dad
It's been sure nice talkin' to you"

And as I hung up the phone
It occurred to me
He'd grown up just like me
My boy was just like me

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home?
Son, I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then

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Don'T Cry (Alt) - Lyrics - Use Your Illusion II - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Don'T Cry (Alt)
Album: Use Your Illusion II
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Michael Mckagan, Axl Rose, Slash Izzy Stradlin

Lyric:
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 before
Something is changing inside you
And don't you know?

Don't you cry tonight, I still love you, baby
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight, there's a heaven above you, baby
And don't you cry tonight

Give me a whisper
And give me a sigh
Give me a kiss before you
Tell me goodbye

Don't you take it so hard now
And please don't take it so bad
I'll still be thinkin' of you
And the times we had, baby

And don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight, there's a heaven above you, baby
And don't you cry tonight

And please remember
That I never lied
And please remember
How I felt inside now, honey

You gotta make it your own way
But you'll be alright now, sugar
You'll feel better tomorrow
Come the morning light now, baby

And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight, there's a heaven above you, baby
And don't you cry, don't you ever cry, don't you cry tonight

Baby, maybe someday
Don't you cry, don't you ever cry
Don't you cry tonight

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Chinese Democracy - Lyrics - Chinese Democracy - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Chinese Democracy
Album: Chinese Democracy
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Eric Caudieux, Caram Costanzo, Robin Finck, Josh Freese, Dizzy Reed, Axl Rose, Tommy Stinson, Paul Tobias

Lyric:
It don't really matter
Gonna find out for yourself
No, it don't really matter
You're gonna leave this thing to somebody else

If they were missionaries
Real time visionaries
Sitting in a Chinese stew
To view my disinfatuation

I know that I'm a classic case
Watch my disenchanted face
Blame it on a Falun Gong
They seen the end and it can't hold on, now

Cause it would take a lot more hate than you
To end the fascination
Even with an iron fist
All that you got to rule the nation
But all I got is precious time

It don't really matter
Yes I keep it to myself
Said it don't really matter
Each time I look around for somebody else

'Cause it would take a lot more time than you
Have got for masturbation
Even with your iron fist
All that you got to rule the nation
But all I got is precious time
All that you got to rule the nation
But all I got is precious time

It don't really matter
I guess you'll find out for yourself
No, it don't really matter
So you can hear it now from somebody else

You think you got it all locked up inside
And if you beat them all up they'll die
It's like a walk in the park from a cell
And now you're keeping your own kind in hell
When your brain won't rot like yourself
Like if your ass were your head you can tell
And you're out of time

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Irs - Lyrics - Chinese Democracy - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Irs
Album: Chinese Democracy
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Dizzy Reed, Axl Rose, Paul Tobias

Lyric:
Love, is it true
What they say of you?

Gonna call the president
Gonna call a private eye
Gonna get the IRS
Gonna need the FBI

There's not anymore that I can do
All the reasons that you give, I follow you
So when you lead them in
That'll be the end of time, it's true

Wouldn't be the first time I've been wrong
Wouldn't be the last I'm sure, I've known
With all the rumors I can tell
Some things didn't work so well
Well, anyway, it feels the same

When you first told me you were gone
So long ago but I still held on
Through all the emotions that I've had to take
And that's the truth, and here's the worst yet

Wouldn't even matter the things that I say
You've made your mind up and gone anyway
And there's no use now in dragging it on
Should've seen it coming all along

Well, it's true, oh I had
My doubts of you

Gonna call the president
Gonna call myself a Private Eye
Gonna need the IRS
Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make this a federal case
Gonna wave it right down in your face
Read it baby, with your morning news
With a sweet hangover and the headlines too, now
Ah, ah

I bet you think I'm doing this all for my health
I should've looked again then at somebody else
Feeling like I've done way more than wrong
Feeling like I'm living inside of this song

Feeling like I'm just too tired to care
Feeling like I've done more than my share
Could've been the way that I carried on
Like a broken record for so long and I do, oh oh

I'm gonna call the president
I'm gonna call a Private Eye
Gonna get the IRS
Gonna need myself the FBI

Ooh, what shall I do
If I gave my heart to you?
It's such a crime, you know it's true

Gonna call the president
Gonna need myself a Private Eye
Ooh, gonna need the IRS
Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make it a federal case
Gonna wave it right down in your face
Read it baby, with your morning news
With the sweet hangover and the headlines too
There's not anymore that I can do

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Sympathy For The Devil - Lyrics - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Sympathy For The Devil
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Mick Jagger, Keith Richards

Lyric:
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long years
Stolen many man's soul and faith

I was around when Jesus Christ had
His moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around St.Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
I killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Oh, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I watched with glee as your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the Gods they made
I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedy?"
When after all, it was you and me

So let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reach Bombay

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, yeah

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners, saints
As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well-learned politics
Or I'll lay your soul to waste

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

Tell me baby, tell my name?
Tell me honey, baby, guess my name?

Tell me honey, what's my name?

What's my name?
Tell me sweetie, tell me what's my name?

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The Garden - Lyrics - Use Your Illusion - Guns 'N Roses

Title: The Garden
Album: Use Your Illusion
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Axl Rose, West Arkeen, Del Jame

Lyric:
You know you're all alone
Your friends they aren't at home
Everybody's gone to the garden
As you look into the trees
You can look but you don't see
The flowers seem to tease you at the garden
Everybody's there but you don't seem to care
What's it with you man, and this garden

Turned into my worst phobia
A crazy man's utopia
If you're lost no one can show ya
But it sure was glad to know ya
Only poor boys take a chance
On the garden's song and dance
Feel her flowers as they wrap around
But only smart boys do without

You can find it all inside
No need to wrestle with your pride
No you ain't losin' your mind
You're just in the garden
They can lead you to yourself
Or you can throw it on the shelf
But you know you can look inside
For the garden

I wasn't really scared, lost my virginity there
To a gypsy with blond hair but now no one seems to care
Like a mouse inside a maze wandering round for daze
With a smile upon my face I never wanna leave this place
Only poor boys take a chance on the garden's song and dance
Feel her flowers as they wrap around
But only smart boys do without

Turned into my worst phobia
A crazy man's utopia
If you're lost no one can show ya
But it sure was glad to know ya
Bye bye, so long, bye bye
It's glad to know ya, bye bye
Bye bye
So long

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Madagascar - Lyrics - Chinese Democracy - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Madagascar
Album: Chinese Democracy
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Martin Luther King, Chris Pitman, Axl Rose

Lyric:
I won't be told anymore
That I've been brought down in this storm
And left so far out from the shore
That I can't find my way back, my way anymore

No, I won't be told anymore
That I've been brought back in this storm
And left so far out from the shore
That I can't find my way back, my way anymore

No, I
No, I

Forgive that they teared down my soul
Bless them that they might grow old
A dream that's forgotten may know
That it's never too late

So many times that I've seen life before me
I searched and found the way to choose to the end
I found a way to know why it had to be
Mired in denial and saw all the rain

If we ever find it true
Love will have its way to choose
Three more to tame
We can be ever

I won't be told anymore
That I've been brought down in this storm
And left so far out from the shore
And I can't find my way back, my way anymore

No, I won't be told anymore
That I've been brought back in this storm
And left so far out from the shore
That I can't find my way back, my way anymore

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Since I Don'T Have You - Lyrics - Greatest Hits - Guns 'N Roses

Title: Since I Don'T Have You
Album: Greatest Hits
Artist: Guns 'N Roses
Composer(s): Joseph Verscharen, James Beaumont, L Martin, Joseph Rock, Walter Lester, John Taylor, Janet Vogel

Lyric:
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't have happy hours
I don't have anything
Since I don't have you

And I don't have happiness
And I guess I never will love again
When you walked out on me
In walked the misery
And he's been here since then

I don't have love to share
And I don't have one who cares
I don't have anything
Since I don't have
You,you,you
You, you, you

And I don't have love to share
And I don't have one who cares
I don't have anything
Since I don't have you

Since I don't have you

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