Black Rose - Klashnekoff

This is dedicated to a black rose, I bucked her up on road

Skin made of gold and a cocoa butter glow

Got the combo on the go, gave the combos to the codes

07 946 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 fuck 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

«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)»

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)

«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)»