Yeah, it's magic, huh, Jay-Z and Lenny Kravitz And it's a heavy D production, you bastards Come on, hey yo, stop playing, man This is real serious, huh, this is the rock, yeah Y'all, y'all, let's go Post-Postitano, Pope hanging with Bono You, too, can live like Saratov, Ferragamo And you, too, can cool out poolside at the Delano If you, too, flow like you was out of your mind, yo Cause who knew, dude, the love apple pie from McDonald's Would soon be the boss of the Big Apple, yeah, I know And who knew, dude, to play ball for the NBA Would make a mistake on the who-knew-estates over the way Who knew that'd be his last shot, who drew up that play They can give it, then they take it, life is cruel that way But even a broken clock is right at least two times a day You could've turned guns into roses like two times today Now there's something you gotta say, two times the J I got my shades on, waiting for the sun to shine my way Got my boombox, suntan lotion, waiting for action They say when you play with skills, good luck at having us Come on, Mr. Black Come on, Mr. Black Come on, Mr. Black Come on, Mr. Black This got too hot, so I jumped off in this rap *** You gotta criss-cross, ain't no turning me backwards Too many district attorneys concerned with the actions Of one individual, he's criminally attached, *** I turned in all my ractions, I'm earning my bachelors By dating all the models and actresses I'm learning all the potholes in every single body, yo Try not to mess up my access, kid On the road to the riches through trafficking Through rappin' and whatever's happening Rocker where I'm the young black Ralph Lauren Every time I get out, they put me right back in The Michael Corleone of the microphone The Michelangelo of flow, I paint pictures with poems I gather no more, it's like a rolling stone Case the Grim Reaper, visit my home, nigga, I'm gone Come on, Mr. Black Come on, Mr. Black Come on, Mr. Black Come on, Mr. Black Life is all about guns and roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get left behind, some get chosen Just like life, guns and roses Life is all about guns and roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get left behind, some get chosen Just like life, guns and roses More guns than roses, hoses Visibly shook of the invisible bullet Flowers need water to grow, it gotta rain In order to experience joy, you need pain Every time a baby is born, somebody's slain You know the saying, somebody's loss is another's gain The sun comes out when the water goes down the drain A rainbow, then the clouds come out, we do it again Everything evens up, you just wait Even a garbage can gets a stake You ain't even a garbage can, you have faith But when it turns your way, before it turns away You gotta turn that into something, you gotta learn from Jay You get return on your investment, if attention you pay Let's go Come on, Mr. Black Come on, Mr. Black Come on, Mr. Black Come on, Mr. Black Life is all about guns and roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get left behind, some get chosen Just like life, guns and roses Life is all about guns and roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get left behind, some get chosen Just like life, guns and roses Life is all about guns and roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get left behind, some get chosen Just like life, guns and roses Life is all about guns and roses