Black Rose Lyrics - Church Clothes - Lecrae

In my garden 

In my garden 

To keep and care it, you've got to water it 

To keep and care it, you've got to water it 

She ain't never seen garden of Eden, only seen garden of bleeding 

And some are gonna lie and hate and make her feel like she's a heathen 

She ain't never seen garden of Eden, only seen garden of bleeding 

And some are gonna lie and hate and make her feel like she's a heathen 

Black rose, black rose 

Black rose, black rose 

Black rose, black rose 

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Listen, their roots dirty but their petal stay pretty 

Somebody tried to take their purity, say they unworthy 

The black rose rose deep in the city streets 

But them stems still peaked up under the concrete 

Bleak is around looking life 

But them never seen a flower grow under the moonlight 

Mama had me readin' Eldridge Cleaver's Soul On Ice 

I was looking for identity, they have stole mine twice 

So I turn to the rude boy, gangsters first 

But the bad man withers and returns to the earth 

Now it's ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt 

A black rose without a chance to grasp her worth 

She ain't never seen garden of Eden, only seen garden of bleeding 

And some are gonna lie and hate 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 of ya was my black rose 

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Black rose, black rose 

Black rose, black rose 

Black rose, black rose 

Black rose, black rose 

Black rose, black rose 

Black rose, black rose 

Man the school system, it fail us, and the government won't bail us 

Out of all this hell we in, medicines they wanna kill us 

There's blood up on the sidewalk, blood up on the doors 

There's blood up on them ceilings, why there's blood on the floor 

No one to keep and care us, our father's too embarrassed 

To show us he's a failure 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 and 

Needles and evil, but God sent people 

Who reflect the light of the Son, they get it done 

The rose grows cold, wind blows through the streets 

And the ice on her leaves so heavy, she gets weak 

And there's not a helping hand upon the scene to be seen 

And when all seems lost, the gardener intervenes 

He handles her with care and he show her she a queen 

And them thorns all the defense mechanism she'll ever need 

Black rose ... 

Black rose, black rose 

Black rose, black rose 

Black rose, black rose