White Roses

[Verse 1]
I wasn't ready to die, shit I lived was notorious
I picked up big and had to kick in the door of a stick-up kid
With suicidal thoughts, needed one more chance
In exchange for cash and jewelry he had
A juicy stash from robbin' dealers on the ave
He gimme the loot if I gave 'em a pass
I agree, as a warnin' whoop his ass
Had to respect that, he lucked up
Coulda been dead and stinkin', machine gun funk
A friend of mine had the heat out, ready to dump
I told 'em ''Things done changed, put that in the trunk''
It's an everyday struggle, I gave 'em the gift
Of life, he said ''Man, it's just me and my bitch
I don't want beef with you'', he knew
The what not like Big Poppa, I'm unbelievable, uh

[Verse 2]
Genius like GZA on beats by RZA
Reign supreme clientele, Ghostface delivered
Peep the wallabies and artistry as I receive
With food for thought like a chef when mouth to feed
Can't forget Inspectah Deck (Nigga what up?)
Mega, the skill is real hot like Meth
Flow impeccable, swarm like U-God and Masta Killa
In Winter Warz, Cappadonna sword was very critical
Like Mathematics in advanced classes
With complex mind, deep as the Ol'Dirty Bastard
Will never be forgotten, his name is forever
Even in the ashes of creation