Roses Lyrics - Nas

Just like a rose 

Everybody knows that you are so beautiful 

But I feel a thorn in my hide 

I should've known, we can't repair what we broke 

But I held you close, too close 

I should've left your roses at the door 

They're sharper than before 

And I don't want them no more 

I should've left your roses at the door 

They're sharper than before 

And I don't need them no more 

I have no time to give you guidance 

Barely have any fuck time either 

Hefner minded like, I think you're fine, but 

I seen the finest women that ever came out a beaver 

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Mind reader, can tell she vegan or not when I meet her 

Or if she insecure, most are, if she's mixed 

A possible psycho alert goes off 

Not a judge 'cause a judge don't wear no draws, yet he allows 

Everything to go to your spouse when you end your vows 

My tax bracket not enough blacks have it 

Who should I date? Project chick or Cuban actress? 

A white chick, they might flip talking that blackness 

Should only attract black shit, I'm an ass magnet 

If you mad at that, you'll be mad forever 

Never played you, I prayed we would stay together 

Wished it'd last forever, know what I mean 

Heard you tear a rose from the roots, the rose screams 

Just like a rose 

Everybody knows that you are so beautiful 

But I feel a thorn in my hide 

I should've known, we can't repair what we broke 

But I held you close, too close 

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Them Xanax can't manage your maniac 

Manic depressive expressions 

They some silent killers, that stress shit 

That put ulcers in a lot of niggas 

I'm blowing medical, it helps chill a violent temper 

I done went to hell and back, you always think you right 

You know when you wrong and still you want to fight 

When people like my song, you want to kill 'em right? 

You resent me every time I make a million right? 

You want to experience life when you calling all the shots 

Ordering bottles for all your girls up in the spot 

Have your own cash, own your own Benz 

Your own house, everything, me, I understand 

Thought you would bask in the glory as queen bee 

Put you on under Martin Scorsese, Mean Street 

The first movie he made, thought that was fly 

I thought you was flyer, you a fuckin' liar 

Just like a rose 

Everybody knows that you are so beautiful 

But I feel a thorn in my hide 

I should've known, we can't repair what we broke 

But I held you close, too close 

I should've left your roses at the door 

They're sharper than before 

And I don't want them no more 

I should've left your roses at the door 

They're sharper than before 

And I don't need them no more