No Roses

[Verse 1: E L U C I D]

Shouting from beneath the surface

I stated committed but I wasn't perfect

Was it worth it?

Mostly indifferent but served her purpose

No roses

Hairpin curves the roads frozen

Oh dip

Watch him disappear beneath her nose

Unload then roaming Castle Hill at 4 a.m

Spent and Foggy threw up in your lobby like I won't be back again

Cleaning up my act hat left by the mantle

Next to 90's R&B CD's and tea candles

Fuck it, keeping lies straight no yaki

Wonder if she really put it past me

Heart committed wasn't hardly perfect

Second guessing this ain't really working

Moments played out, sudden urges

Weak, speak of the devil

Wetter than last remembered

Repeat offender

Whats it take to make me reconsider

Swear she ain't playing second fiddle for another winter

Her baby boy getting big

First met him in his mothers womb

That ain't mine, she let me splash Inside

First time raw, no balloon

I come through tell her no perfume

Consuming my bassoon

Blue cheese moon, blowing sour boom

We got history just a chemistry thang

Peeled outta memory lane

Man I know I been changed

[Verse 2: billy woods]

Like it was yesterday, sitting in the waiting room finally out of things to say

No fear in your face replaced by something I couldn’t place then

Nor articulate today

Scales weighed gave way to beds made, closed eyes

Holding your hand felt like a lie

Clenched till you ground bone & knuckle

Came home bombed, tried to live in the rubble

Thought it would be enough that I loved you

Maybe I didn’t love you enough

While you slept reached for the crutch

No woods in your hood made do with a vanilla dutch

Stalked through Hell’s Kitchen, torch cuffed, eyes peeled but

Strangely, didn’t give a fuck

42nd, swept in the crush, human tides under blinking lights

Thinking about the device, the life unchosen

The unknown price paid in that moment

Empty words, earnestly spoken, copper tokens on debts imposing

Cops hopped out the unmarked whip, said they seen me smoking

Aggressive patdown but the L is down a storm drain floating

Radio’s crackling, fresh action

One clapped me on the back: “Don’t be out here when we circle”

The blood was black-purple

Tiptoed inside, cupped your stomach from behind

Was I really asleep, or was I just that blind?