Roses

Roses roses roses
Blood all on the floor
This shit hits right to the core
Goes straight to the dom
Happens over and over
Chronic syndrome
Itll leave you sore
Everybody hit the floor
If you dont want the smoke
But come to me if you want some more
Kick em to the curb open doors
Im all about the action
Im talking verbs
Leave you high like the herb
If i dont like you i swerve
Thats called a curb
Thats called
Im on a high horse
I cant keep myself on the low
Practicing what i preach
Full of excellence
My precense
Excites everyone
And i mean a ton
I bring the fun
Ive mastered the art of myself
Cant take that away
Shit i didnt come here to play
I came to prove my worth
Shit my time is priceless
You better not waste it
I never hesitate
Never hate always great
Im in a state of rage
Just came to play the game
They just want the fame
What is there to gain
They dont know money wont extinguish the pain

I was like woah
I was like no
There was no hope
How do I know
Where do I go
Fight all my foes
Head on and toe to toe

Im on the top
Youre on the bottom
I keep it real
You always be lying
Im humble and wise
You just pray my demise
But all i know is that i was born to rise
Buckle up
Youre about to take flight
I dont wanna fight
Yeah not tonight
Im here to live my life
You dying to live
Im living to die
Thats the difference between me and you
Im different
You the same
Just play the game



Credits
Writer(s): Miguel Rodríguez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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