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

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

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

Their dirty but their petal stay pretty
Somebody tried to take the say they aren't worthy
The black rose rose deep in the city
But them stems still peak up under the yeah
Bleak is a rowd life but them never seen a flower
Grow under the
Mama had me readin solo
I was looking for identity they have mine twice

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