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In my garden in my
To and care it you've got to water it
To and care it you've got to water it

She ain't never garden of Eden
Only seen of bleeding
And some are gonna lie and hate and make her feel like a heathen
She ain't never seen garden of
Only seen garden of
And are gonna lie and hate and make her feel like she's a heathen

Black rose black
Black rose black
Black black rose
Black rose rose

roots dirty but their petal stay pretty
Somebody to take the purity say they aren't worthy
The rose rose deep in the city streets
But them stems peak up under the concrete yeah
Bleak is a rowd looking life but never seen a flower
under the moonlight
Mama had me readin nights
I was looking for identity they have stole mine

So I to the rude boy gangsters first but the bad man withers and returns to the earth
Now ashes to ashes dirt to dirt a black rose without a chance to grasp her worth
She ain't seen garden of Eden
Only seen garden of
And some are gonna lie and hate her and make her feel like a heathen
No Cry for me cry for me this is how it but Jah knows all though yuh was my black rose
Black rose black
Black rose rose
Black rose rose
Black rose black
Black rose black
rose black rose
Been to school since I was [?] and the government tell us medicine they wanna kill us
There's blood pan di side walk pan di doors
blood up on them ceilings why there's pan di floor
No one to keep and care us our fathers too to show us he's a player so mama's a single parent
Them children grow without the that they needed and the black rose rose in a garden full of weeds needles and evil
But God sent who reflect the light of the sun they get it done
The rose grows cold blows through the streets and the ice on the leaves so heavy she gets weak
And there's not a helping upon the scene to be seen
And when all lost the gardener in em' G's he handles her with care and he show her she a queen and them thorns are the defense mechanism she'll never need
Black rose black
Black rose rose
Black black rose
rose black rose
Black black rose