Lil JJ Reynolds - Dead Roses (feat. Tom G)

Dead roses
Falling on the bodies
Ha, ha
Born to be an villain, spreading a nuisance of all my sick words
I laid my brain beside my pen and let it spit a verse
My soul is wicked but my heart is like an felon, convicted
Of killing feelings with no sympathy, remorse, don't give a shit
I'm like a flea ticking people off with impatience
I bury seeds and grow up lyric chambers, then I tape 'em
Don't need a coffin cause I'll lay on all my roses of death
I keep my image open for anyone to see my success from melancholy
That respects the way I spread out it's stress
That's mixed with mines 'to combine a lethal weapon of threats
Like bomb threats 'before they set to blow up bloodies in blood
I'm boutta explode with anger, once my brain unplugs
No love for the lonely outcast broken in piles
Middle finger to this society 'full of fake smiles
No peace is left to save the world that is hopeless
Death's only focus is to lay us on it's dead roses
Roses, roses
Roses, roses
Throw them in my grave
Tell me why you pray that each day
To hope I smell the roses?
When I lay dead
When I lay dead
Roses
I had a dream to conquer pain but I never was able
To put myself around the people cause my brain was unstable
Like I was cursed upon a spell that was brutal and filthy
Enough to fill me up with pain that was dying to kill me
Can barely breathe in this misery of pressure that builds
No one can see my existence, It's like my life is concealed
The pain is dangerous to battle if you're mentally hurt
I've been a victim, now I'm spewing out my vulnerable words
Do you feel me?
It's like an beauty to vision the reimburse
Of my roses to convert me to an introvert
For no one to see me in pain, until I'm dead in a hearse
Can't trust a soul in this world cause if I do, they'll desert me
My brain is begging me to bury it in my feelings
After I feel like dying quickly from this terror of living
I visioned living peacefully in the afterlife
To be with God like I'm Moses from the tribe to fly onto my
(Dead roses), roses, roses
Roses, roses
Throw them in my grave
Tell me why you pray that each day
To hope I smell the roses?
When I lay dead
When I lay dead
Roses

Written by:
Jordan Reynolds, Tom Jensen

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