Ah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hmmmmmmmm
Hearts the coldest
Guns and roses yeah
Welcome to the jungle that we call home
Hmmmmmmmmm
Get you high, for the low
Whip a nine on the stove
Hit my line
Just let know where you are
I'm in the ride, all alone
Thirty six z's trying to make it home
Hit my line, just let know where you are
Hearts the coldest
Guns and roses yeah
Welcome to the jungle that we call home
Car approaching
Start unloading
HMP where I won't go
And if I did
Would you ride
Or would you go
I need to know
How can I sign for a hundred grand when I counted that last week
Duffle bag or the transit van when I'm dropping off a half b
That's T T raw again
I know that petrol smell
Face mask and some rubber gloves
If they see what I got I ain't leaving from this holding cell
Razor blade just to get this cut
Hearts the coldest
Guns and roses yeah
Welcome to the jungle that we call home
Car approaching
Start unloading
HMP where I won't go
And if I did
Would you ride
Or would you go
I need to know
Hearts the coldest
Welcome to the jungle that we call home
Hmmmmm
HMP where I won't go
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