influence on my brain? I really doubt that shit I think that I was born insane When I was young I had a lust for knives and guns Use a magnifying glass
I'm oilin' up the Heckler & Gotch I gots no love, for them busters, who put the work in I can still see my fuckin' boys' body jerkin' I ran over to him
of the real I go deep into the street life's anatomy A nigga take me out, yo, what a upset that'd be And if I fall I fall on cushions, [Incomprehensible
trigger They say I'm violent,they should watch their T.V They say I'm brutal,they should check their P.D You made me,now your kids rave me I rap about
there I got more guns than anybody I got crazy guns, you know, I got homeboys on motorcycles And when we come we wearin' our blue You know what I'm sayin
like an animal I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop Suckers get loud, I drop em I like ( ? ) I'm Bronx Bob, bring the beats and I'
verse I'll freak a couple words unrehearsed Then I burst I mean I bust From all angles Guarunteed platium on your single [Ice-T] Yo T, I really must
'd meet up at the staircase Uncle B was the realest thing that I believed in Didn't think 4 years down the line, I'd still be breathin And I ain't leavin
the worst I deserve every blessing I received I'm from the dirt, I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park, Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand And still I grew some how I
Just like 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
Baby, why'd you leave me? Why'd you have to go? I was countin' on forever, now I'll never know I can't even breathe It's like I'm lookin' from a distance
with me I'll put that pistol on your grandpa I swear I'm so wild I think I just may need a xanbar And If she on my team I bet that bitch know who she
world and n*gga I aint ? yet! You f**k with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet The guns are drawn and I
I knock your head off your neck The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet The guns are drawn and I ain't talking about a sketch I pay these niggas with
stripe loud racin pipe I'm comin down the block hald Asian dyke. I be M.I.A I neva been to Haiti but smitty keep tellin me I can get nice and 80. So
, "Won't you decide?" She chose Doc, first day I poured you aside Like it's Aftermath for life and all I do is ride Before I turn on him I kill Satan
me about one more war and one more fight and 'aeh' I sighed but then I thought about my friends then I wrote this declaration just in case the world end Our guns
Yo! I can't believe some niggaz that I kn-ow Suburb niggaz walkin with they face scr-ew Talkin 'bout they gangsta cause that's what to d-o Wanna do crime