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letra de black roses - t.i.m. (rap)

[verse 1: t.i.m.]
these motherf-ckers saying that i’m actin’ wild
if that’s the narrative, then i’ll be that involved, yeah
i’mma spit up in they face, and then i crack a smile
all while getting lung cancer from all the blackened mouths
these thoughtless wh0res think that they be causing war
but this gonna be like normandy when up on the shores
a hope that the awful gore was worth a [?] sore
you want a pain up in the neck, i’ll be a constant source
a throbbing sore in your spinal cord, i guarantee
you say i’m wack as f-ck? b-tch, you know i can’t agree
got two gods on the track, and you ain’t that m.c
[?] like [?] influence to rhyme and was absentee
i can manage these rhymes while in comatose
here’s the [?] about my [?], b-tch- you’ll be [?]
give a sh-t, you little b-tch? ha-ha, you know what, though?
if i gave you all of my attention, you would overdose

[chorus: t.i.m., ro-b. z., both]
i’m leaving black roses on your motherf-cking grave (on your grave)
if you try to f-ck me over, it’s okay (‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay)
your soul is something that you know that i won’t save (save, save, save)
the other way around, i’d know you’d watch me break (break, break, break, break!)
black roses on your motherf-cking grave (on your grave)
black roses on your motherf-cking grave (on your grave)
try to f-ck me over, b-tch, it’s okay (yeah)
’cause i’m leaving black roses on your grave (look, ro-b. z.!)
[verse 2: ro-b. z.]
demons in my mind, i can feel them fight
my angels for where i go after life
duality inside breaks apart my mind
pray to god, then obey the devil every time
this unstable power powers the beast, so watch out when i’m in a boiling rage
’cause i don’t murder beats, i murder b-tches who don’t decide to get out of my way!
who want it with me?
if you pick a fight, you better give me a reason not to tear you apart
else you’ll rest in peace
and i’ll put a black rose on your grave to curse the place where you sleep
and despite all the exorcisms mama took me to get the demons out
demonic power rose up in me, until i k!lled the priest, like, “you belong here now?”
nah, b-tch, you crossed my path, time to cross your heart
look for the three pips in your mail box ‘fore i burn the cross, and you burn across
your motherf-cking body, ’till it burns to dust
and your soul goes to h-ll to burn and rot
while your family goes to your grave to mourn to god that
you aren’t in a better place than you currently are
if we got the beef, we don’t squash the beef
until you or me are sent underneath
k!ll myself? i’ll make you do the deed with me!
(whoa, i don’t think you’re okay- end this verse, please?)

- t i m rap

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