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

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

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

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

So I turn to the rude boy gangsters but the bad man withers and returns to the earth
Now it's ashes to dirt to dirt a black rose without a chance to grasp her worth
She ain't never seen of Eden
Only seen garden of
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 yuh was my black rose
rose black rose
Black rose rose
rose black rose
Black rose black
Black black rose
rose black rose
Been to school since I was [?] and the government won't us medicine they wanna kill us
There's blood pan di walk blood pan di doors
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 needles and
But God sent people who reflect the light of the sun they get it
The rose grows cold wind blows through the streets and the ice on the leaves so heavy she weak
And there's not a helping hand upon the 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 rose
Black black rose
Black rose rose
Black rose rose
Black rose black