Rose, Ro-ose, Ro-o-ose. This is the last time I'll walk into this gar-arden. All alone without the one I lo-ove. For today is the day I'm gonna bring Rose back to stay. Oh I've waited patiently
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Dead. (Blunt time-pull out your philly). Ha ha, mighty aftermath. (Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli). Whose soul ever contest, dead. In me ear Dre, you hear me now? Dead. (Blunt time