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letra de grapevine - najee rosekush

see i heard you was a freak
heated discreetly
scrollin’ the city streets
for penthouse decor
spit shining podiums on the bathroom floor
while the wine pours’
he spinnin’ stories
before he makes the kitty purr
makin’ sure he gets it twisted
to leave that dirty money smokin
he trickin’ yo selfworth

cuttin c-ke on the gl-sstop table
you was somehow able
with yo mona lisa smilin
you said it was curious
and what’s k!lls the cat baby?

(implied curiosity-n-gg-)

she had a good head between her shoulders
she would brainstorm and give me tongue twisters
leavin’ me screamin’ in onamonapia
but she was too cold
ice in her mouth so i guess she brainfreezin’
then she was a demon
but now i know the reason
her feelings just changed with the seasons
and i suppose
that maybe it was karma to love a wh-r-
a natural born snake-charmer
forevermore

(d-mn, let me lite a cigarette for this next one)

she was a ho’
and i was kind of rakish
she screwed around with philip
while jackin off with joe
and somewhere down the road
she learn to price-tag her soul
never did she learn what the cost was…..
i blame myself
no love, the game is cold
no true help
its all about yourself rose
while tiptoeing in this snowglobe
staying ten toes down in my satin robe
knowing through the snow
that life is just a lonely road
so i sip slow
to taste the sangria yo
im counting my money before i send her out the revolving door

now times tables turn to turnt tables
she breaking trust
knew what she was when i first broke the ice
she steals hearts
a thief in the very night
breaking the precious jewel
while she on her last heist
she was number one
now money is the only thing i can count on
when the mic is on
truth is what i speak through the microphone
my word is bond

she was untouched
pure
a diamond in the rough
i pulled her up
sprinkled her with star dust
and blessed her with a crown of jewels and thorns
which changed to horns
and now she gone
word on the street is babygirl then grew to cold

(bridge)
shhh
where?
i heard it through the grapevine
it could be lies
a n-gg- won’t be surprised x3

you was my n-gg- from start to finish
that’s why it was suprisin’
to find you between her thighs
and it did touch me
luckily to have a homie
expose a b-tch
and both of you turned out to be dirty?
two birds with one stone
but now that you both gone
he said she said is the only story that i can understand
now my nerves kind of bad
can’t trust n-body so its wine to my ears to hear anything from the grapevine….
hood talking
spreadin gossip
saying najee you then lost her
we warned you to change f-cking ya posture
cause she was smashing ya homie
dangerously
its taking all of me to smile
when i want to frown but now
i walk that loud green mile
proudly
najee rose
the jazzy pharaoh then lost his dough
homie no longer philosophical
was a g*nius , a mystic but now he’s missin a piece of his soul
d-mn
we were vampires
drinking blood in the winery
son its taking the god in me to conquer this insanity
dont give way to insanity
i call it the void
where thoughts to samurai swords
cuttin through distortions
that stings like hornets
but now im smoking
the kush is so potent

i party and bullsh-t
but to what avail?
that’s why we sail in the coupe de ville
to attract the ho’s that we can nail
but its chasing the wind to explode in the mouths of bombsh-lls
tears turnt to dust when them f-ckin bombs fell
now its pure h-ll
i put on my mask in public
rubix cubed conundrum
cinematic poet
ol dirty puzzle
where?
shhh
word on the street
najee then went crazy
was a mackman
now he speaking tounges
haunting by his very deeds
which were sweet at first
but turned to poison in the end….
he dead to the streets
the wages of his sins
d-mn!
from which wire i heard this from?
i heard it through the grapevine
oh, it could be lies
my n-gg-s dont be surprised
he’s immortalized
open ya eyes
to you i give my daily bread and my f-ckin wine
thats my body and my blood…..

- najee rosekush

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