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

She ain't seen garden of Eden
Only seen 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 gonna lie and hate and her feel like she's a heathen

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

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

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 a chance to grasp her worth
She ain't seen garden of Eden
Only seen garden of
And some are gonna lie and hate her and make her feel like a heathen
No Cry for me cry for me this is how it goes but Jah knows all though yuh was my black
Black black rose
Black rose rose
Black black rose
Black black rose
rose black rose
Black rose rose
Been to school since I was [?] and the government won't tell us medicine they kill us
There's blood pan di 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 player so a single parent
Them children grow without the fertilizer that they needed and the black rose in a garden full of weeds needles and evil
But God sent people who reflect the light of the sun they get it
The rose cold wind blows through the streets and the ice on the leaves so heavy she gets weak
And not a helping 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 mechanism she'll never need
rose black rose
Black rose black
Black rose rose
rose black rose
Black rose rose