Lyrics:
who I'm going give roses to
Jordan Hughes
What went through your head should of thought it through
Chat lies when I'm talking truth
Teeth black from
(Chorus) Bust down Cartier so I let water on my wrist, feeling like it’s black rose it’s like a hit or miss
(Verse 1)You like all the talking you
Had enough of this shit, so I reach for the black and mild
Swear I’m tired of this bitch. Cause her lifestyle too way too wild
Saying I don’t love
take him from me!"
But by the time she got there, she feared he already had gone
She got to where he lay, water colored roses in his hands for her
She
The first god had in his garden
From the back looked like a household pet
When it twirled round was revealed to be
A three-legged black-grey hog
some pain.
I can bind him, bruise him, cast him out by the power of Jesus' name!
No longer on the outside; on the inside I now stand.
I'm sold out,
a black rose, hand it to the black priest
Walked past Terriana, felt the energy
Whoever thought she would treat me like an enemy
I'on gangbang, but I'm
pants my cash just broke the pockets
Black bottega my toes
Lights stay on no pose
Chicago 1s d rose
She steal all my clothes
I stay dripping on land
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
alone no more, I'm right by his side
We're young, free of fear and we're feeling alive
But still I see crystal tears watering his black eyes
I hold his
black cause or Arabic rights
A black rose killed by white spikes
No stopping now
No justice no peace found
We speak the truth, the lies drown
Revolution
though
So we just lived in sin on the road
There was that black eyed
Beauty from Boston town
Two days were never too long
He stood by the mirror
Black leather gloves and your lipstick shines
Bright as moonlight glows
My wildest rose cuts so fine and deep
It hurts but never shows
You're
hate you.
Well, England's not the mythical land
of Madame George and roses,
it's the home of police who kill
black boys on mopeds
and I love my boy,
what happened when OG Mack came home
The first time I smoked weed, it was with Bloody Rose
Skinny black motherfucker corn rows to the back
Had a knack
band wood ,
That black flag swag is part of my man hood,
That pistol on that seat its just keepin ya man good,
Ill pop his top like drops and can goods,
The pale moon rose in it's glory
Out on the Western town
She told a sad, sad story
Of the great ship that went down
T'was the fourteenth day
soul, it rose
Turn into a black crow and fly into the internal night
That's when I also take flight
I turn into a great falcon
With mighty wings, when
the roses bloom
Come and enjoy the living rooms
By the lifeguard station by the coral reefs
Hallelujah, heaven, hell and all in between
There's no clothes
of the charts
Take me back
So I'll cry with a limp
Just get by on a limb
Till these blue eyes of mine they are closed
So here's to an old fashioned
You are ashen like love; you are black like the snow
You are drunken like God, making angels in snow
You are Mary confined, you are roses entwined
I
Mayweather gold roses
And casket honored by Floyd
To help me deal with the McGregor's of the world
Was the richest
Now the beggars of the world
Even the ones
do, dope
I just got a new pair of retros
Secret handshake with my rap bros
We all pray before every show
Let 'em know that Jesus rose
Rose, rose, rose
momma closa
Remember stressing throwing up from fuckin stomach olsars
City of the roses I come from a thorn bush
Say I'm hot headed but I'm barely gettin
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