Klashnekoff - Black Rose lyrics

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Klashnekoff - Black Rose lyrics

[Verse 1: Klashnekoff] This is dedicated to a black rose, I bucked her up on road Skin made of gold and a cocoa bu*ter glow Got the combo on the go, gave the combos to the codes 07946 double 0.. She said, "Give me a call and let me know wah blow We can link and see a show or smoke weed by the river Watching daffodils blow, you dun know" As time grows, we expand and grow close My black rose, I propose we get married But you're still in college and I'm shotting green on the corner to make a profit Staring at the cosmics trying to find the logic Spitting my life over melancholic beats But nothing beats, you and I in deep dialogue My black rose I want to cultivate you neatly Visualize you and me through my third eye DVD Babes it's deep and can't be described by speech So I speak through my actions And treat you like diamonds on consignment Protect you from the parasites and pirates I'm prepared to get violent for our love tight like strings on a violin Momentary silence as she told me she was pregnant "What pregnant? Babes, I weren't expecting this" Embraced her with a kiss overwhelmed with happiness I know it wasn't planned and your family's probably pissed But it's too late, the baby's due June 28th Your brother's vexed, your dad dashed you out your mother's place Said when he die, don't want to see your face at his grave But f** him anyway, just pack your suitcase 'Cause from now on, it's just me and you babe Babe don't watch nothing, I got you [Hook: Stephanie Mills sample] "Something in the way you make me feel Feel (I wanna shout), feel Something in the way you make me feel (Oh) Feel (You make me feel), feel (I tell you, baby)" [Verse 2: Klashnekoff] My dear father when you died I cried blood So much on my mind that I needed to discuss But words won't describe and time is not enough But trust to my sons I'll manifest your love Embrace my young cubs with love and bear hugs And though the road is rough, I spit my life over dubs Till my life turn to dust And as I write these words I'm reminded of the love And the lessons you taught, still I had to learn the hard way Through the hard times, you find out who's your compadres I stargaze as I blaze high grade Thinking bout better days before your life got take-away Couldn't let you dead in vain, so I took your name Son of Niah, forever carry your legacy Until they bury me, yeah My dear father I love you like cooked food And I wish you weren't gone, but I'm dealing with the truth And every time I hear Sizzla, I'm reminded of you (It's a rocky road) And how we cope, only God knows Walking a thin line between love and hate like a tightrope And at times when it seems there's no hope I still soldier forth holding your picture close (close to my heart, keep soldiering on) [Hook: Stephanie Mills sample] "Something in the way you make me feel Feel (I wanna shout), feel Something in the way you make me feel (Oh) Feel (You make me feel), feel (I tell you, baby)"

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