Rose

[Verse 1]
Wait who's the manic up in your alley
Why he look like ben stiller if he'd popped a molly
Why he look like man's 'bout to hit you with a
Lead pipe, he done popping you
Opened up like pinata on a party
I pulled up lookin' daddy with the glick fully loaded
Got the dick on this thing and it stinks
All my roadies smoking bitches like you
Making puddles out of bitches like you
Chop it, leave you spasming in your juice
Let the strange force dictate the course
See the dark source, never ending flow made of rage
Hatred, otherworldly fragrance
Obliterate them all leave em faceless
You remind me of someone I've loved back then
People never liked me and I hope you're not like them
Leave a rose in the hole of her butterflied chest
With the blood dripping down on her Louis Vuitton vest
And your bitch spit on top I love her dome
You can feel my presence from a mile away
The bone plucker, don't quiver, turn around and run he's on a roll
Heads rolling, 44 down your throat if you bug him

[Chorus]
Neck full of colors like a skittle do
I know this kid he could pop you like a skater do
Skip the dishes i bring the stash to your living room
I never gotta talk about it boy the locals do

[Verse 2]
And you could try the whole collection, you won't ever fit the shoe
See 'em run their shitty mouths but you can't speculate the truth
Come and get it, I'ma turn that lil' bitch boy into soup
I'm back to hunt you like that old bitch from kirikou
Skippin' on daylight, secluded all the time, I'm a cynical
Despite, my inner gold thrive
Digging minerals outta my pineal I took mercury
Worked it till got to see the yellow shine inside of me

[Chorus]
Neck full of colors like a skittle do
I know this kid he could pop you like a skater do
Skip the dishes i bring the stash to your living room
I never gotta talk about it boy the locals do