Roses Video (MV)

Don't think I can rap with the best of em
Lastin' impression
I'm pressin' up
Passion is present
I'm halfin' the effort
It's tragic you drastic
To measure up
After I'm back
Has you said in enough
Bask in the pressure
I'm stepping up
Packin' my life and I'm headed
To cabbage and lettuce
I'm cashin' these checks
Then get platinum respect
I come after they necks
I'm tasked with the taxin'
Of havin' to flex
On rappers that's after the best
But it's tragic I'm mappin' they death
And I happen to rap it in jest
It's 'laxed I don't have to impress
These hacks but I'm happy they stressed
Wrapped in the mess
I call life
Yeah
But that's been addressed

We got so many people in poses
Nobody knows who chose this
You should just stop wake up and smell the roses
See what all this imposes

We got so many people in poses
Nobody knows who chose this
You should just stop wake up and smell the roses
See what all this imposes

I must've known
I juxtapose
Thorn in my side
That I don't touch rows
Of people just like the Beatles
With each of the singles
And the beats that I mingle with
Outta reach like the last few Pringle chips
Torpedo through shit like I'm sinkin' ships
7Sees stay hot like shingle strips
This talents in balance so I sprinkle it
Down for the crown
I'm the king of it
Sleepin' on me
Van Winkle shit
20 years
Gimme plus six
Nobody Sonnin me mind the suffix
Take a vote for the goat
With no sufferage
Can't make that call
With no coverage
I take no umbrage
From those that think they better
But they just got bigger budgets
My life has no room for grudges
So I'm switching subjects
I got em in abundance
Hit the lotto when it comes to substance
I'm the kid to follow
Finish up these lunches
Kicks and punches
Replace finishin' touches
Returns in turn diminish to rushes
I'm on my own time
Slow grind
So I give em the munchies
Most high gotta toast while I'm nibble crumbs see
That don't sit light
I grip tight
Make sure it hit right
Never underestimate this kids might
Run and tell their parents
There's a huge interference
To the whack tracks
That they're used to hearin'
I'm the dude who clearly
Knows how to flow
And ya can't come near me
I've heard all ya favorites
There's no comparing
I'm blarin' out, I'm airin' out

We got so many people in poses
Nobody knows who chose this
You should just stop wake up and smell the roses
See what all this imposes

We got so many people in poses
Nobody knows who chose this
You should just stop wake up and smell the roses
See what all this imposes