get out today Where there's life, there's gotta be hope And where there's a will, there's a way Amid divisions you're so low You know, I gotta get out
gotta get out today Where there's life there's gotta be hope And where there's a will there's a way Amid divisions you're so low You know i gotta get
翻訳: ストーンローゼズ. ソヨン.
life, guns and roses Life is all about guns and roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get lucky and some get chosen Just like life, guns and roses More guns then roses
Bangkok So I can get money between raindrops And my piece so heavy I pop a chain a week And get so much pussy I cant sleep Poppa was a rollin' stone
coupe, and ... and it ain't no Snoop GA baby wanna smoke that brown, your name ain't Young and this ain't your town None said pussy like the 3 rose, a
friends. "Who hooked you up man?Yo' momma?!" [Aceyalone] I wrote a poem the other day I hope you like it [Chorus] Roses are red, and
, demonic an' off that chronic It's ironic how I flip them phonics So fucked up, the product of 'Reaganomics' I heard the price of yola went up My gun buddy had a drop, so
that kick and spin They keep the old footage so everything can live again Pretty pink roses, the ostrich and the elephant It's the last Noah's ark so
seed to a flower you'll grow So many seeds on the street Drownin' in poverty and deceit But black roses grow from concrete He got a family to feed So
on... Rap Snow's Rap No matter where I'd be, my friends were there for me We were tight U see, when the game got deep... So we rose above with respect
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
Like it?s back when we was lil' and it?s still time to kill Quick displayin' ya skills, way underpayin' ya bills Spend a day in the field so how you
from the border, leave my enemies cryin` I will never be stopped, so y`all can stop ya` tryin` Chorus [Pastor Troy] Shit, fatalities get numerous, smother with cover Send a dead rose
, when attired I was, from the land, when I put off clothes. In that land, under stormy heavy clouds wheeled round black birds. Oh, looked so sad the young
Been around for ages so it won't change now, Pleasing shallow faces and I don't care how, Some little starry young thing robs me blind, All the time
so loved the world. He gave us his only begotten son And likewise we are expected so to do. For he so loved the world. * Violent, vicious hypocrisy.
