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Roseblood Video (MV)




Performed By: Dezmond
Length: 3:17
Written by: Dane Michel




Dezmond - Roseblood Lyrics




I was the first to let the bell ring
Sheesh
That's word to Alexander (Alexander Graham Bell)
Call me Holyfield
More like Saban in Alabama
Tide to clean the stains
But in case they stubborn
The arm & hammer
Tired to clean the game
But in case they trouble
I'm armed with hammers
See
I'm Lex Luger with the belt
Talk behind my back
"He arrogant"
I'm confident
What else?
I never knew my worth
My riches
If we talking bout my wealth
Now I found it
Shit I can't afford a convo with myself
Still I'm underrated
Ill just overkill when I hold the mic?
All my competition under skilled
And they overhyped
But since they came up on a couple hundred thousand
Followers
Overnight
Then they services
Overpriced
They shits Hawkins
Started working
And quit talking
Remove intelligence
Arthur stance
Got the fist balled in
Your blood leaking
Fingers twitching and all
Now you set tripping
Blood on your hands
And got you crip walking

Could sell some water to the ocean
With these words
Thrown around the block
Beckham?
More like Zito with the curve
Era 404 (error 404) (ERA 4.04)
Beat the heavy hitters to the curb
Tried my peers too
And Couldn't find opponents I deserve
Shit
Broken hearted
I'm one of the strong minded
While niggas robbed for raris and fine China
Well I wonder
On second
I won't blind ya
My ego double G'd up
Square in circle
The shits fire
To be the best
That's how it's supposed to go
Divine pen
It's like Excalibur
The sword from stone
Jehovah's witness
With the writtens
You niggas
Complain my lines Hella foul
They connect and Hit too close to home
Say I'm demon like
Pick apart ya punches like I'm peter pipe
Ya read see (red sea)
I Moses lead the people
You see the staff a mic
Believe the hype
Reciting all my bars before you sleep at night
I know they saw me walking on water
My man but Jesus Christ
Is he nice with it?
I like my songs with a little bit of Ike to it
A little punch
Brown liquor
As a spike to it
"She's gotta have it"
Nah
Fame create the hype to it
Nah You can find me
Where the sun all set it's
A dark night
Pity some just don't deserve my presence
My rap gifted
Money talking
I prefer y'all let us
So many commas
Shit is looking like a run on sentence
Think you larger than life
Come at me
With bigger ego
Think you harder and nice?
You unscathed
Til somebody came and offered they life
A deathwish
See that's part of the fight
The tougher skin
Man the sharper the knife
I Got It
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I was the first to let the bell ring
Sheesh
That's word to Alexander (Alexander Graham Bell)
Call me Holyfield
More like Saban in Alabama
Tide to clean the stains
But in case they stubborn
The arm & hammer
Tired to clean the game
But in case they trouble
I'm armed with hammers
See
I'm Lex Luger with the belt
Talk behind my back
"He arrogant"
I'm confident
What else?
I never knew my worth
My riches
If we talking bout my wealth
Now I found it
Shit I can't afford a convo with myself
Still I'm underrated
Ill just overkill when I hold the mic?
All my competition under skilled
And they overhyped
But since they came up on a couple hundred thousand
Followers
Overnight
Then they services
Overpriced
They shits Hawkins
Started working
And quit talking
Remove intelligence
Arthur stance
Got the fist balled in
Your blood leaking
Fingers twitching and all
Now you set tripping
Blood on your hands
And got you crip walking

Could sell some water to the ocean
With these words
Thrown around the block
Beckham?
More like Zito with the curve
Era 404 (error 404) (ERA 4.04)
Beat the heavy hitters to the curb
Tried my peers too
And Couldn't find opponents I deserve
Shit
Broken hearted
I'm one of the strong minded
While niggas robbed for raris and fine China
Well I wonder
On second
I won't blind ya
My ego double G'd up
Square in circle
The shits fire
To be the best
That's how it's supposed to go
Divine pen
It's like Excalibur
The sword from stone
Jehovah's witness
With the writtens
You niggas
Complain my lines Hella foul
They connect and Hit too close to home
Say I'm demon like
Pick apart ya punches like I'm peter pipe
Ya read see (red sea)
I Moses lead the people
You see the staff a mic
Believe the hype
Reciting all my bars before you sleep at night
I know they saw me walking on water
My man but Jesus Christ
Is he nice with it?
I like my songs with a little bit of Ike to it
A little punch
Brown liquor
As a spike to it
"She's gotta have it"
Nah
Fame create the hype to it
Nah You can find me
Where the sun all set it's
A dark night
Pity some just don't deserve my presence
My rap gifted
Money talking
I prefer y'all let us
So many commas
Shit is looking like a run on sentence
Think you larger than life
Come at me
With bigger ego
Think you harder and nice?
You unscathed
Til somebody came and offered they life
A deathwish
See that's part of the fight
The tougher skin
Man the sharper the knife
I Got It
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Writer: Dane Michel
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