BLACK ROSES

Lay me down in a bed of black roses With a whole crown full of thorns Mix the Mary Jane with the Henny for the potion They'll come back begging for more Lay me down in a bed of black roses With a whole crown full of thorns Poison ivy surging through the blood in my veins I'm ready for some motherfucking pain I'm ready for more Yeah I'm ready for more I put my shoulder pads on cause I'm ready for war I told my momma some promises that I cannot ignore I'll trade my suicide anyday for suicide doors Aventador, Lamborghini, Porsche Real estate investments so I'm upping up the score I feel like I'm too blessed in this generation's curse I'm trying to put myself together out the fucking hearse I ain't never running when I'm dealing with a subject I got a good feeling that I'm really coming up next I'm really in the process of being in my boss shit This shit gon take a toll it weighs heavy on my conscious It weighs heavy on my conscious Sometimes at night I'm thinking that I've lost it I turn my heart into a hostage Now my heads at war and Im moving like Im cautious Lay me down in a bed of black roses With a whole crown full of thorns Mix the Mary Jane with the Henny for the potion They'll come back begging for more Lay me down in a bed of black roses With a whole crown full of thorns Poison ivy surging through the blood in my veins I'm ready for some motherfucking pain I'm ready for more I'm ready for more I'm ready for more I'm ready for more I'm ready for more I'm ready for more I'm ready for more I'm ready for more I'm ready for more I'm ready for war