Beautiful Death - Monster Florence

Ay look candle lights dinners alone me on my own

Beautiful night to leave you at home

Oh, what a life we used to live when we had nothing but groans

And love was mothers medicine she put a bit on bowl

Sprinkled lemon in I recollect

When I weren’t grown the world was innocent

A little shy African boy tryna' settle in

They letting him, oh look Mumma they sweating him

I’m guessing that a black Jesus was deemed offensive

Eccentric yeah, yeah fucking eccentric

Who guessed it who would’ve know Mumma who guessed it

I’m settling one flow or one sentence

And these niggas tryna' revolve from where their heads been

I sensed it

I don’t rap nigga I says shit

So if I said it then I probably meant it

So fuck you and all of that censorship

And all these fake bitches coming round here looking for friendship

I’m tryna push the whole of my ends in

So it’s me them till the end its

This beautiful life will be death its

This beautiful life will be the death of me

Oh

Oh what a beautiful night to meet my death its

What a beautiful night will you remember me

Walking solo with my son on my shoulders

Spring in my step feeling blessed man I must of been chosen

I see rest in the distance na' they ain’t stressing me listen this effortless

still impressive

Na don’t press me I’m different

Yeah Mumma raised a smart one

Take what you need and then you work for the rest greed or failure it can’t run

So, I got my bars up

Knock me down I’m coming back karma

This is armor hardened bastard from the drama

But now I’m tryna'

Eat good

Sleep good

Write good

Smoke good

Fuck good

Be good and above all be a father but I’m good at that already ah

Ya fuck with him it’s deadly bruv

Will end up in messy one

Me and Mandem get at ya

Get me bruv

But I don’t wanna talk no war

Not on a night like this

Pour me a red wine while a light my spliff

This is high life and I like this

Like I like women not bitches that are like minded

I’m feeling out of this world I’m on sci fi tip

I’m just tryna' spread love same time as ya wife’s thighs hit

Two birds with one rolling stone call me mick with this Shit I give you shelter

from the cold

Follow me I’m coming home

This beautiful life will be death its

This beautiful life will be the death of me

Oh

Oh what a beautiful night to meet my death its

What a beautiful night will you remember me

Look I ain’t out for presidents to represent me

Paper with the face of the queen on

The plate I eat from is never empty

Never tempt me I’m weak to it

This shit is feeling like theme music

This shit is feeling like home

When do we move in?

Are we moving

Ain’t the destination it’s the journey that leads to it

All the bullshit I’ve been through it

So, all your bullshit I see through it

Yeah, so while you’re trying to get the watch with the bezel

I’m trying to go beyond my potential

I’ve got to I’m meant to either that or I’ve got to be mental

Rock and and a hard place heart the same colour as the pot and the kettle

Niggas are not on a level

So, I’m not done I’m not going to settle man

It’s all or fuck all

Until it falls to rubble

Like I’m sorry for all your trouble

I’m just trying to make memories

Real friend’s fake enemies

Never chase hoes never chase Hennessey

If I take ten of these that could be the end of me

Or I could take one of those like J Kennedy

Assonate my character and bury me

I’m still here on a melody

I’m still here what you telling me

This beautiful life will be death its

This beautiful life will be the death of me

Oh

Oh what a beautiful night to meet my death its

What a beautiful night will you remember me