[Chorus]
The curtains closed on me/and hunger turned me into a man/black rose/black rose/mama went to heaven/nd pops also followed ha/black rose/black rose/i kept stealing with no fuss/
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[Verse one]
the time is five to seven/my parents are in heaven/all alone with no meal/i started to question my conscious/tried to make a quick buck/got mixed up with the wrong crowed/robbing and stealing to me that brought pure joy/scheming and lying to me that was a daily job/its a dark cloud over me/money that's all needed/in jail my doing got me landed/dark crowded cell/in the I wasn't the man/they used me like a lab rat/the pain and suffering niggar that never ended/swear ed to change my ways/to my maker I always prayed/sick niggar I got in touch with my inner self/my life is like a black rose
[Chorus]
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[Verse2]
I got sick behind bars so I dropped 'em/medical parole trying to have my say in this rap game/niggars are always fronting/neva addressing that real shit/now am throwing rights no upper cuts like the constitution/always writing lines trying to push my self like its prostitution/jail changed my life I neva thought ill leave my ammunition/am armed with 'em words/my voice is my fucking missile/black rose/black rose/man I got that sick flow/am always killing beats with no re morse I want that dow still/they say money is the root to all the evil I really doubt ish/coz leaking paper make u do really fucked up ish/trying to end my black rose is with some happy ish/its that black rose/that black rose/am just trying to pay the bill/
[Chorus]
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I would really like to hear from you no matter the verdict
Yours truly
Leshdakid
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