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byes to sweet Kentucky Rose Now, on that hill one flower grows They say it is the spirit of Kentucky Rose They say it is the spirit of Kentucky Rose
mich fest Und lasst mich nicht mehr los Weil du mir, nur mir Versprachst du kommst zuruck Wenn es Rosen regnet Dann bist du wieder da Wenn es Rosen
: (Graham Russell, Michael Sherwood, Larry Antonio) Sun, I can't slow you down Run, build on sacred ground All of the leaves have blown away Ghosts
: (intro) this is michael rose and alborosie woooyy (chorus) waan di herb waan di herb smoke the collie weed waan di herb waan di herb smoke the iscents
: (Costello, Toussaint) I wore my finest suit of clothes The sharpest thorn defending the rose Hot as a pistol Keen as a blade The sharpest thorn upon
, homie? Just spark it If twenty-six's aint on your truck, you should just park it Because you're out there like that department store, Target I bought the Beatles catelogue back from Michael
a sunroof But do you have the power to get out from up under you F-ck Rollies, labels, f-ck what everybody wants from you They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome
Do you have the power to get out from up under you Fuck all these labels, fuck what everybody wants from you They trying to ask who/Axl Rose you, (Welcome
my sins to my righteous quotes I look within and realize there's hope I begin to cringe, struck by lightning bolts From out of brims I saw Michaels bow
try and hold it, one of them notice Crack me over the skull with a crime motive They made a toast to my death, I rose to my feet With the heat close to
my cock in her Rappin got me two proper nuts It's crazy, I even rap for high school coach White folks fiend out like in Michael Doates Creamed out, dope
the rico I still wanna sell kilo's Searching for the fish scale like I'm tryna find Nemo I still wanna sell kilo's That's what happen's when you Michael
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
the chicks of they panties and Bras Come on I said come on (Pusha T verse 1 I do hits for my go-getters, to my O flippers All my Rose moe sippers
a handsome man and baton (Michael, Michael) A blind class aristocracy Back through the opera glass you see The pit and the pendulum drawn (Michael, Michael
see that little girl Slipped off a ring of silver, slipped on a ring of gold With a twenty-carat diamond that was carved into a rose An ivory-stemmed