Текст песни Celebrate the Roses - REASON , Pdot O

When I'm gone gone gone gone gone gone
When I'm gone would you cry for me
Would you cry for me
When I'm gone would you ride for me
Would you ride for me
When I'm gone gone gone gone gone gone
You got to celebrate the roses
Celebrate the roses
You got to celebrate the roses
Just celebrate the roses
Celebrate the roses
You got to celebrate the roses
Just celebrate the rose
You got to celebrate the roses
Just celebrate the rose
You got to celebrate the roses
You got to celebrate the roses
You got to celebrate the roses
Supposed to be a legend through the focus
I'm hopeless but with God's gift
I can fuck around and blow bitch
Turn around and fuck her, tell her blow bitch
This music is my last hope
Never really had much
Struggled with this process
I really had my hands cuffed, gone
Let my spirit be a part of you
Let my vision be in part with you
I broke my heart in half
Sacrificed my story then divide in two
Obstacles inevitable, how could they pressure you
When I'm gone, light a candle for the great one
Spark a candle when the fame done
The smoke clear, I ain't done
But with God I'mma stay down
Nothing finna break me these tears meant to fall down
Cry for the red rose, smile for the sunshine
Growing through the concrete
We ride 'til the sun down
'Til the sun down, we sleep when the owl sung
Keep to myself although some niggas wanna start some'n
They say live and let go
My passion is apparent, I live to let bro
When I'm gone, let my kids know who daddy was
And if they rob you off your peace
Then it can't be love
Nah nah, no it can't be love
Smoke an L, listen to the music and remember us
When I'm gone gone gone gone gone gone
When I'm gone would you cry for me
Would you cry for me
When I'm gone would you ride for me
Would you ride for me
When I'm gone gone gone gone gone gone
You got to celebrate the roses
Celebrate the roses
You got to celebrate the roses
Just celebrate the roses
Celebrate the roses
You got to celebrate the roses
Just celebrate the rose
You got to celebrate the roses
Just celebrate the rose
You got to celebrate the roses
I was born 30 June 1987
The lord made a decision, all the way from heaven
Go and save the game that's your only mission
He didn't say I do it and I'd get admission
'Cause people out here do it just to get attention
I be thinking how much I'mma make for pension
Sometimes I be standing next to DJ Fresh and thinking
How you do it for so long and still remain the freshest
GaaHD body 'cause it's God in the flesh
Been that way ever since I was blessed with the life of his breath
And plus with the kinda mind that I have
I've had to accept
That I'm a special kind of his children 'cause I am a prince
I don't vibe with the rest
I think I'm higher and shit
I mean I might light up a spliff and smile with the kid
But I know my pride would reject what you recite when you spit
'Cause my lineage says you a peasant that's biting a king
I got it next
You can hear on my flow though
Picture's worth a thousand words, do you get the photo
I'm sweating for my daughter, for my son and magogo
All these fuckers Ice Tea, always fucking with coco
Will you celebrate me tomorrow
Will you remember that I always gave you my solo
Should I consider the present as what is to follow
That I'll never get the love that I deserve 'til I go gold
We need to celebrate the roses
Celebrate the roses
Celebrate the roses
'Cause I gate you all these roses
I gotta be dead for you to give me all of my credit
That I need a big head
I just need to know you know I'm best
Smell the roses in your face
Before the wind blows it away
'Cause the song that gives me breath
Is the same in which I'll rest
When I'm gone, release all my song
Let 'em know a don was a pawn
But while I'm gone have some Dom Perignon
To celebrate while ung'bona
Celebrate the roses
My rose petals tell a story
I'm capable of anything, I'm focused
Chosen for the hopeless
I see they celebrate the roses
But struggle to embrace what the rose gives
Dark stain damping the mood
But it's my gift though
I'm not playing, fly to the moon
Forever live on, blessed
Just celebrate the roses
Sing us a song before they tombstone and ghost us