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

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

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

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

So I turn to the boy gangsters first but the bad man withers and returns to the earth
Now it's ashes to ashes dirt to a black rose without 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 goes but Jah knows all though yuh was my black
rose black rose
Black black rose
Black black rose
Black black rose
rose black rose
Black rose black
Been to school since I was [?] and the won't tell us medicine they wanna kill us
There's blood pan di walk blood pan di doors
There's blood up on them ceilings why 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 of weeds needles and evil
But God sent people who reflect the of the sun they get it done
The rose grows cold wind through the streets and the ice on the leaves 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 handles her with care and he show her she a queen and them thorns are the defense she'll never need
Black black rose
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Black rose black
Black rose black
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