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

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

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

Their roots dirty but their petal pretty
Somebody tried to take the purity say they worthy
The black rose rose deep in the streets
But them stems still up under the concrete yeah
Bleak is a rowd looking life but them never seen a
under the moonlight
Mama had me readin nights
I was looking for they have stole mine twice

So I turn to the rude boy first but the bad man withers and returns to the earth
Now it's ashes to ashes dirt to dirt a black rose a chance to grasp her worth
She never seen garden of Eden
Only garden of bleeding
And some are gonna lie and her and make her feel like she's 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 rose
Black rose rose
Black rose black
Black rose rose
rose black rose
Black rose black
Been to since I was [?] and the government won't tell us medicine they wanna kill us
There's blood pan di side blood pan di doors
There's blood up on them why there's pan di floor
No one to keep and care us our fathers too embarrassed to show us he's a so mama's a single parent
Them children grow without the fertilizer that they needed and the rose rose in a garden full of weeds needles and evil
But God sent people who reflect the of the sun they get it done
The rose grows cold wind blows through the and the ice on the leaves so heavy she gets weak
And there's not a hand upon the scene to be seen
And when all seems 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 need
Black rose black
Black rose rose
rose black rose
Black black rose
Black rose rose