Lyrics Beautiful Death - Monster Florence

Beautiful Death

Ay look candle lights dinners alone me on my own
Beautiful night to leave you at home
Oh, what a life we used to live when we had nothing but groans
And love was mothers medicine she put a bit on bowl
Sprinkled lemon in I recollect
When I weren’t grown the world was innocent
A little shy African boy tryna' settle in
They letting him, oh look Mumma they sweating him
I’m guessing that a black Jesus was deemed offensive
Eccentric yeah, yeah fucking eccentric
Who guessed it who would’ve know Mumma who guessed it
I’m settling one flow or one sentence
And these niggas tryna' revolve from where their heads been
I sensed it
I don’t rap nigga I says shit
So if I said it then I probably meant it
So fuck you and all of that censorship
And all these fake bitches coming round here looking for friendship
I’m tryna push the whole of my ends in
So it’s me them till the end its
This beautiful life will be death its
This beautiful life will be the death of me
Oh
Oh what a beautiful night to meet my death its
What a beautiful night will you remember me
Walking solo with my son on my shoulders
Spring in my step feeling blessed man I must of been chosen
I see rest in the distance na' they ain’t stressing me listen this effortless
still impressive
Na don’t press me I’m different
Yeah Mumma raised a smart one
Take what you need and then you work for the rest greed or failure it can’t run
So, I got my bars up
Knock me down I’m coming back karma
This is armor hardened bastard from the drama
But now I’m tryna'
Eat good
Sleep good
Write good
Smoke good
Fuck good
Be good and above all be a father but I’m good at that already ah
Ya fuck with him it’s deadly bruv
Will end up in messy one
Me and Mandem get at ya
Get me bruv
But I don’t wanna talk no war
Not on a night like this
Pour me a red wine while a light my spliff
This is high life and I like this
Like I like women not bitches that are like minded
I’m feeling out of this world I’m on sci fi tip
I’m just tryna' spread love same time as ya wife’s thighs hit
Two birds with one rolling stone call me mick with this Shit I give you shelter
from the cold
Follow me I’m coming home
This beautiful life will be death its
This beautiful life will be the death of me
Oh
Oh what a beautiful night to meet my death its
What a beautiful night will you remember me
Look I ain’t out for presidents to represent me
Paper with the face of the queen on
The plate I eat from is never empty
Never tempt me I’m weak to it
This shit is feeling like theme music
This shit is feeling like home
When do we move in?
Are we moving
Ain’t the destination it’s the journey that leads to it
All the bullshit I’ve been through it
So, all your bullshit I see through it
Yeah, so while you’re trying to get the watch with the bezel
I’m trying to go beyond my potential
I’ve got to I’m meant to either that or I’ve got to be mental
Rock and and a hard place heart the same colour as the pot and the kettle
Niggas are not on a level
So, I’m not done I’m not going to settle man
It’s all or fuck all
Until it falls to rubble
Like I’m sorry for all your trouble
I’m just trying to make memories
Real friend’s fake enemies
Never chase hoes never chase Hennessey
If I take ten of these that could be the end of me
Or I could take one of those like J Kennedy
Assonate my character and bury me
I’m still here on a melody
I’m still here what you telling me
This beautiful life will be death its
This beautiful life will be the death of me
Oh
Oh what a beautiful night to meet my death its
What a beautiful night will you remember me