** Part III *** You may ask, fuck you, I got some coke in my stock and a couple rocks too I got a bottle full of Tetetra Prog pedal to the metal Got some beef I gotta settle But you gotta check the dentals They don't like me I make that music I want to These divas fuckin' need us man Worse than their heartbeat They're diggin' on my grave But these bitches gotta pay And the price of admission It ain't ever gonna change It'll end when I say it Cause you're wet when I spray it And the more you fuckin' hate us Well the more you fuckin' play it, bitch I'm crossin' our names And no one is safe I leave a rose on your grave It's the Dove and Grenade I'm outsmarted, mentally slaughtering all my enemies I'm murdering recklessly, vicious trees ain't no sass of me Another notch on my felony list I'm not wasting energy on this I'm gonna win, I'll be honest That's somethin' I fuckin' promised Now listen, I'll take the charges But this is my fuckin' conscience Now this is so fuckin' pompous It's heartless if I wasn't obvious God, I'm just so damn exhausted Now this is makin' me nauseous I'm gonna win this Regardless, this ain't no place for the heartless Cause I live for the pain The fight, the glory, the game I'm crossin' our names And no one is safe I leave a rose on your grave It's the Dove and Grenade Compare me to none I got the heart of a champion Compare me to none I got the heart of a champion I'm crossin' our names And no one is safe I leave a rose on your grave It's the Dove and Grenade I'm crossin' our names And no one is safe I leave a rose on your grave It's the Dove and Grenade