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In my garden
In my garden
To keep and care it, youâve got to water it
To keep and care it, youâve got to water it
She ainât never seen garden of Eden, only seen garden of bleeding
And some are gonna lie and hate and make her feel like sheâs a heathen
She ainât never seen garden of Eden, only seen garden of bleeding
And some are gonna lie and hate and make her feel like sheâs a heathen
Black rose, black rose
Black rose, black rose
Black rose, black rose
Listen, their roots dirty but their petal stay pretty
Somebody tried to take their purity, say they unworthy
The black rose rose deep in the city streets
But them stems still peaked up under the concrete
Bleak is around looking life
But them never seen a flower grow under the moonlight
Mama had me readinâ Eldridge Cleaverâs Soul On Ice
I was looking for identity, they have stole mine twice
So I turn to the rude boy, gangsters first
But the bad man withers and returns to the earth
Now itâs ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt
A black rose without a chance to grasp her worth
She ainât never seen garden of Eden, only seen garden of bleeding
And some are gonna lie and hate and make her feel like sheâs a heathen
No cry for me, cry for me, this is how it goes
But Jah knows all of ya was my black rose
Black rose, black rose
Black rose, black rose
Black rose, black rose
Black rose, black rose
Black rose, black rose
Black rose, black rose
Man the school system, it fail us, and the government wonât bail us
Out of all this hell we in, medicines they wanna kill us
Thereâs blood up on the sidewalk, blood up on the doors
Thereâs blood up on them ceilings, why thereâs blood on the floor
No one to keep and care us, our fatherâs too embarrassed
To show us heâs a failure so mamaâs a single parent
Them children grow without the fertilizer that they needed
And the black rose rose in a garden full of weeds and
Needles and evil, but God sent people
Who reflect the light of the Son, they get it done
The rose grows cold, wind blows through the streets
And the ice on her leaves so heavy, she gets weak
And thereâs not a helping hand upon the scene to be seen
And when all seems lost, the gardener intervenes
He handles her with care and he show her she a queen
And them thorns all the defense mechanism sheâll ever need
Black rose â¦
Black rose, black rose
Black rose, black rose
Black rose, black rose
- Album:
- Blessings (Single)
- Non-Album Releases
- Church Clothes 3
- Anomaly
- Church Clothes 2 (Mixtape)
- Church Clothes
- Gravity
- Rebel
- After The Music Stops
- Rehab: The Overdose
- Rehab
- Compilation
- Blacklight
- X2012
- Rapzilla.com Summer Playlist
- Church Clothes, Volume 2
- Church Clothes, Vol. 2
- Hands High
- Gravity: The Remix EP
- Amped