Lyrics:
somethin' for me
Your presence do somethin' for me
Think I love her but I just tease her
One thing about it you can't please her
Cause all she want is a lil
Real talk, the inc about to run New York
'Cause there's no real n****z left to hold the torch
Who gon' hold us of, cause you don't read newspaper's
don't mean nothing
To a small town boy
Do you know really who you are?
Do you think I'm a rock n' roll star?
Don't talk about roses
Let's talk about
The father listened attentively and told her how he felt.
Rose, listen. I think the beast loves you. Despite his appearance, he has a kind soul. I am grateful
thing I know you were in my
T-shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were
thing I know you were in my
T-shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns N' Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
make the violence stop
Pallet gun was plastic why we striking when the irons hot
Looking out for roses but the pistols you can find a lot
I used to buy
about to drown
I'm losing this unholy war
Just place the Roses by the side of my gave (Oh)
Don't think I can
Can come back from this now
I've already
So if you see me winning don't be mad at me
Just be inspired by the fact that you act like me
N' if you think it's anybody but your own fault
Cuz you
think, full bank money from shows
It's the Roc bitch, I'm on your block bitch
I'm in the cock-pit, you think it's a rose
So what if it's brown from
this side
Babygirl keeps her nuts to herself
Like a squirrel she a bad b**
Who don't care about pearls
She rather get a gun and
Put you on a leash if
the p**** up and I'll trade you the memory for it
In the bedroom forever
That's what her roommate will tell you
Man I just hear this s*** and think about what
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines
So...
I got
of emergency
Nigga get the N-G-O's, shit you bend in your rolls
The men in your holes, all of my foes
All you smell is gunpowder then the scent of a rose
go
That's how you make a statement that they should quote
I seen death around the corner
And I lived right by the corner store
I'm a Hot Boy, I'll
Mi gun nuh stick, nuh bodda rush me wid no stick
You think me n'ave it, you get trick cah di metric
Di bwoy shock like electric when him see it
Him
flowers
There's one single stem red rose
It stood out from the rest the fairest of them all
It made me think of what you asked me
Can you call a rose by
to die? You think you can fuck with them thug niggas?
Come on, tell me the truth, nigga. Look in my eyes. Bitch, we get live. Bone thugs-n
to watch?
What about David Koresh
Jim Jones? Do you think
Entertainment inspired Kip Kinkel
Or should we blame the fact that his
Father bought him the guns he
That you're talking about?
The one that you claim as a hip-hop artist
But won't do the research on hip-hop history
Or the one where you disrespect,
and roses by the day blood on the Bible by the night
I want it and been about it
You talk it and walk around it
Get paper cuts when I’m countin
Im salary you
Think, think, think
You think about it
Think, think, think
You think about it
Watch this ??? radiation from the flamin' hot sun
Known
kill, can't fuckin take a fuckin draw
Guns n' roses, might get inside the eye of johnny law
I like money of all sorts, and I considered serving fiends
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