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

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

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

Their roots dirty but petal stay pretty
Somebody to take the purity say they aren't worthy
The rose rose deep in the city streets
But them stems still peak up under the yeah
Bleak is a rowd looking life but them never a flower
Grow the moonlight
had me readin solo nights
I was looking for identity 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 to ashes dirt to dirt a black rose without a chance to grasp her worth
She ain't seen garden of Eden
Only garden of bleeding
And some are gonna lie and hate her and 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
Black rose rose
Black rose black
rose black rose
Black black rose
Black rose rose
Black rose rose
Been to school since I was [?] and the government tell us medicine they wanna kill us
There's pan di side walk blood pan di doors
blood up on them ceilings 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 black rose rose in a full of weeds needles and evil
But God sent people who reflect the light of the sun they get it
The rose grows cold wind blows the streets and the ice on the leaves so heavy she gets weak
And there's not a helping hand 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 mechanism she'll never need
rose black rose
Black rose black
Black rose black
Black rose black
Black rose rose