Kicks to the dome with those nikes
Blood spilling red on my white tee
Havin’ a date with a knife G
Like a kiss from a rose and reality bites me
Struggling sometimes with my psyche
So can I get more of that Sprite please?
Brother I’m no fighter I’m a lover
You don’t trust my words go and ask your mother
But I’ll stand for my friends, until the night will end!
Blood on my throat
Praying you won’t won’t see it
Hoping to to get back to you home where you’re now sleeping
Yes I knew the danger, but I had no choice
Loyalty costs royalties, a night out in Detroit
A kiss from a rose
A blade on my throat
Kicks to my dome
Trying to break it
My thoughts are with you
While I’m trying to make it
Kiss from a rose
A blade on my throat