How to Kill a Rose - Matt Elliott

Pusher of the button Talkin' loud ain't sayin' nothin' The mack of the format gettin' fat It ain't funny 'cause my neighborhood is flowin' money Thank God for the boulevard They keep the motor runnin' The rappers coincide wit' the tape flow Bootleggers go inside and record the record low They get me, get this, how can you freestyle? Freestyle no styles free, except da radio But the radio's controlled by the sucker move Who moved away, got away after plannin' a getaway And now he wanna play what he wanna play An' got say on what is bumpin', of course he's gettin' somethin' Never know what's good to tha neighborhood I swear I never seen da sucker in my necka da wood The ass is connected to the brain stem Ah so I sing a simple song, so you can see the sucker in 'em (Hello, hello, hello?) gone (Hello, hello, hello?) gone (Hello, hello, hello?) yo My man ain't playing nothin' chuck, man Hey, yo, I don't think ya heard me kid My man ain't playin' nothin' Hey, yo, I ain't playin' either, 'cause he ain't playin' nothin' People got to make a call To hear the yes, y'all While the phone keep on ringin' you hear some singer singin' Why don't dey play the jammy in the daytime? People think it's slammin', plus the rhyme is hot an' got me tunin' The afternoon is FM in the PM If only they could see 'im out of town and not down, I think they'll dis him Up goes the season, pop goes the weasel (hey) Damn gimme rap, no band, I want some x-clan, I know dey even got it from the giddy Stacked in the back Only black radio station in the city Programmed by a sucker in a suit Has slick black hair, he don't even live here Raps the number one pick, so I draft it I don't give a damn about all the other demographics When the quiet storm comes on, I fall asleep What dey need is Arbitron on the fuckin' funky jeep Too bad it's goin' on, in fact my word is bond To pull a disappearin' act attack until he gone The whacker jam he play, they pay 'im in a day I don't think we gonna miss 'im, we don't need 'im anyway (Hello, hello, hello?) gone (Hello, hello, hello?) gone (Hello, hello, hello?) gone I don't know what you tryna do home But yo, you tryna play us out, you know what I say? 'Cause you ain't playin' nothin' I ain't playin' nothin' either, man, you know what I say? I ain't playin', but you ain't playin' Ay yo chuck, man Wanna chuck to the Durag I ain't playin', play somethin', man Can I kick it? Who the hell is on the radio? Or who's behind? Do you really think they'll mind To play the funky jams that everybody wit'? Some Def Jef or Ice T Show they rollin' wit' the syndicate Or can dey get funky wit' the underground? Master ace get a taste Bomb squad gettin' hard Marley mart makin' hipper Trax for Jack The Ripper Pumpin' Eric B or Papa San Dey rollin' wit' run Did you think that ever? In fact, you thought they never Controlled your soul By a suit and a tie And then you wonder why, why you never hear a rhyme 'Til I hear some King Sun, I say we do 'im 'til he's done Yo, I say we do 'im 'til he's done, too, G Yo chuck 'til he's done, done, G, come on G, yo They know why I left the jam, you know what I say? I know, I can't live without my radio

I've been on track, 20 racks on 20 bitches Bet she won't stay, triple stack on all her visions Let her hold back, pussy stains on all my breaches I've been on track, 20 racks on 20 bitches I've been on track, 20 racks on 20 bitches Bet she won't stay, triple stack on all her visions Let her hold back, pussy stains on all my breaches I've been on track, 20 racks on 20 bitches

Lo! How a Rose e'er blooming From tender stem hath sprung Of Jesse's lineage coming, As those of old have sung. It came a flower bright Amid the cold of winter When half-spent was the night. Isaiah 'twas foretold it, The Rose I have in mind; And so then we behold it, The Virgin Mother kind. To show God's love aright She bore to us a Savior When half-spent was the night.

At the end of summer we set off like trains In the humid, hot weather walking, no sign of rain we rolled At thirty miles, stopping only for barley water Three sons of parents and another pair of parent's daughters Walking down the tracks Walking down the tracks Walking down the tracks Walking down the tracks Smoke from the forest fires, filled up the air While we jumped in the lake tired, in our underwear And then kept traveling on, upon trestles through the darkness The full moon glowing orange, in the woods we found a spot to rest On the tracks Walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks We went walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks Oh, that old-time feeling of walking without a care All them natural joys and fears do rise and raise our hair Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) We went walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) On down the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) We went walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) We went down

I think that the root To all your problems Comes from Within When You're able to conquer Yourself Your shadows and Your demons You're able to conquer anything Cause nothing can really stop You But You It's not about You though It's about Your Legacy It's about what You Leave Behind When You're Gone Woke Up in the morning, Feeling like a Boss Come and hit me with a problem, That You Tryna Solve I just brush it off my teeth, Then Begin to floss I be feeling like a King, Like I'm Elliott Hulse Like I'm Elliott Who?, Like I'm Elliot Hulse When I'm in the Booth, That's my renaissance Never play to lose, Win at any cost I be doing what it do, Like I'm Elliott Hulse Started from the bottom, No, I mean below ground Aiming for the mountains, And I never plan go down Shooting for the top, Full throttle Never slow down I know that I know nothing, Didn't know that, But I know Now Life is just a playground, Go enjoy the Swings Birds gon keep chipping, So let them Bird sing Focus on Yourself, If you wanna be Supreme Step Into Your Fears, To be The King of Everything, HAhh, Call it Mozeltov, Everybody sit down Give em all applause Face your shadows In Your BattlesVirtue All Your flaws It's Just you against Yourself, Nobody Else Involved Do the things that You fear, And Death of Fear is certain You'll never fear death, If You living with a purpose Never hide behind no curtains, Become a better person And show them Muthafuckas, That You worth it You Deserve it Ahhh Woke Up in the morning, Feeling like a Boss Come and hit me with a problem, That You Tryna Solve I just brush it off my teeth, Then Begin to floss I be feeling like a King, Like I'm Elliott Hulse Like I'm Elliott Who?, Like I'm Elliot Hulse When I'm in the Booth, That's my renaissance Never play to lose, Win at any cost I be doing what it do, Like I'm Elliott Hulse Live on my feet, Die on my knees Blood, Sweat, And Tears, I don't stop till I Sleep Gotta hustle till the dawn, Wake up, and repeat I do it all again, That's what makes My Heart beat aha Cause That's my foundation, No procrastination Yeah I got discipline, Don't need no motivation No time for fake shit, I ain't got the patience I just keep on moving with no fear, Or hesitation Yeah, That's why I do what it does Life is an adventure, It's just You on the bus, aha You get to chose where to go, You get to chose who to trust You can do what You want, But You should do what You Must Cause at the end of the line, You'll be spending Your Time Just thinking about Your past, And What You Leaving behind Make sure You're leaving a sign, Make sure You leave with a shine And remember one thing, You can not rewind Woke Up in the morning, Feeling like a Boss Come and hit me with a problem, That You Tryna Solve I just brush it off my teeth, Then Begin to floss I be feeling like a King, Like I'm Elliott Hulse Like I'm Elliott Who?, Like I'm Elliot Hulse When I'm in the Booth, That's my renaissance Never play to lose, Win at any cost I be doing what it do, Like I'm Elliott Hulse

Someone's always coming around here Trailing some new kill Says "I've seen your picture on a Hundred-dollar bill" What's a game of chance to you To him is one Of real skill So glad to meet you, Angeles Picking up the ticket shows there's Money to be made Go on, lose the gamble that's the History of the trade Did you add up all the cards left to play To zero? And sign up with evil, Angeles? Don't start me trying now Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh 'Cause I'm all over it, Angeles I can make you satisfied in Everything you do All your secret wishes could right Now be coming true And be forever with my poison arms Around you No one's gonna fool around with us No one's gonna fool around with us So glad to meet you, Angeles

You walk down Alameda Shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone Like some precious only son Face down, bow to the champion You walk down Alameda Looking at the cracks in the sidewalk Thinking about your friends How you maintain all them in A constant state of suspense For your own protection over their affection Nobody broke your heart You broke your own 'Cause you can't finish what you start Walk down Alameda brushing off the nightmares you wish Could plague me when I'm awake So now you see, your first mistake Was thinking that you could relate For one or two minutes she liked you But the fix is in You're all pretension I never pay attention Nobody broke your heart You broke your own 'Cause you can't finish what you start Nobody broke your heart You broke your own 'Cause you can't finish what you start Nobody broke your heart You broke your own 'Cause you can't finish what you start Nobody broke your heart If you're alone it must be you that wants to be apart