Black Rose

Album cover art for "Black Rose" by Has-Lo

Has-Lo - Rap

Black Rose

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[Intro] Another story It's just like a rainy night though Got my trench coat on [Verse] In a black tux walking through the ballroom plastered But not staggering, found a woman to match with She laughing, I walk past and throw short And did a backspin, grabbing her hand without asking For fashion my lady took a lead in the waltz At which point I'm like attracted, intelligent mad-wit The waiter [?] walk past with the platter It's half-and-half caviar, crackers and crapped it She told her "maybe later" in a French accent We toasted, our glass clicked, her glass tipped While [?] stained the front of her gown It was embarrassing, but not the way she wanted to bounce So then opposed to, she hit the restroom we close to Focused on how the light cut as the door closed to I didn't notice what the house was announcing About then, the music cut, I looked up A couple Jakes rolling through has this fella hemmed up In one corner, shouting out, "I found him!" While the other badge posted like Barn upon a fountain When he spoke up, it sounded like a bear's growling He said, "pardon me about the rude interruption" Grilling the fella they hemmed, talking 'bout "what up friend?" The fool is struggling, that's why he got his arm tucked in And bent to his shoulder blade when they cuffed him They shuffled him into an unmarked ride And then polly for a smoke outside, Mr Barnes Stayed behind, [?] before formal introduction He said that he was from elite undercoverment He flashed his shield, I'm thinking it's not real I grabbed my coat, I'm ready to peel He called my name like he had a skeleton to reveal I turned around, popped the collar on my trench like I'm forty. (water) He said "Has-lo in the plaza four deep In this room alone, you never make it if you run" I'm like, "Run? I'm tryna think of why you're looking for me" I'm clueless, he said, "let's talk" "well let's do it" We headed to the terrace, it was beautifully moonlit "That man-eater you were by the bathroom with Is Lady Kashmir, and she's wanted by the law Her accomplice is who we arrested back there" (back there) I threw a blank stare, that's when he replied "We kept tabs on all of her contacts from the past year" "Look, I just met Kashmir tonight" He's like, "you don't realise, she knows you well Your eyes meet in the street, you sleep in the same hotels She moves like campfire ghost tales" It's obvious, he said she would've got me touched Her concept I'm unwilling to grasp or clutch She researched my life out for what? When broken down and it became clear to peep it Her plan is simply to meet with her dog at the ball and Plus me which being a target I'm lulled into feeling comfortable in a false sense Her passion, we've become fast friends, she passing To my vault and then manipulate my catalogues Grabbing all the valuable works to pass 'em off And cash in after the job, I'm unfastened And stashed in a couple of black bags with trash in "We think she spilled wine on her Vera Wang She saw us near her partner and she knew that we would catch him" "'So which restroom?" I told him it's that one Top floor, it's time the fat lady sang He left and I stood in the drizzling rain In reflection. I still wanted her affection For real. A black rose

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  • Has-Lo