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Return To Innocence Lost Lyrics - Things Fall Apart: Limited - The Roots

(Ursula Rucker) 

Muffled sound of fist on flesh 

Blows to chest 

No breath 

Air gasps 

You ain't nothing but white trash, bitch! 

With each hit, each kick, each... broken rib 

Crack, Crack! 

Bones are crying 

Mommy's crying and bleeding 

And pleading 

And then... 

Daddy wants to fuck 

Dick hard, swelled with power rush 

And as if all that wasn't enough 

Mommy's seven months heavy with birth 

As... Daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear 

 

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(singing softly) 

First... lullaby 

First... Son... will... ever... hear 

And never forget 

 

Mommy almost bled to death when she have him... finally 

She'd already lost... three 

Uterus-bruised, shredded, and weak 

>From being daily beat 

And Friday nights were the worse and... 

Daddy never came with flowers 

Instead he spent hours at some corner spot 

With some bar pop named Cookie 

Putting his thing down 

Soiling Mommy's sheets with... 

Sweet... talk shit, 

Cookie's cheap lipstick, 

Hair grease, sperm, and jezebel juice 

 

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To hell with the good news that... 

He was a father for the first time 

His thirst for wine and women 

Clouded his vision... 

No warm welcome for mother and son 

Just... 

The rank smell of ass-crack, funk, and cum 

But Mommy's prayerful strength-her best defense 

She... burned the dirty linens 

Made a fresh bed 

Laid sleeping First Son down 

And never made a sound 

As she purged her scourge 

With birth-blood and quiet tears 

Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice 

Lie there in his soft skin and new life 

Breathing, dreaming, fresh from God's eye 

Mommy's little survivor 

Like... her 

 

Mommy called crazy and scorned 

'Cuz she two more born 

One boy soon after 

The girl much later and... 

Although they were both sung the same lullabies of hate 

Her... First Son, the first one 

Whose... womb-world was profaned 

Came of age playing street games 

With Stewie, Rezzie, and Little Brother 

'Till his heart start to wither 

In pain and shame 

Blamed Mom for the wrong she let Daddy do to her 

And him... 

Let... sins of the Father cause his Innocence to wander 

Found out amongst thieves 

Chose to squander his dreams 

Stopped believing in himself 

Become prodigal with his life 

Make impossible shit right with... 

Gang-ties, crime, lies 

Erase wise, woeful words of Mother 

Replaced them with absurdities of others 

Who had also lost their way 

 

Played a different kind of street game now 

First Son plunged deep 

Speak street-family vows 

Espouse no causes but his own 

See, he couldn't protect Mommy's neck from Daddy's grasp 

Or... protect Mommy's ass from Daddy's wrath 

Couldn't shield her ears from... 

Daddy's foul-mouthed, liquor-breath jeers 

His only defense-served be confidence 

Brown bottles housed his swift descent 

Phones called cops on block frequent for his shenanigans 

Now... Daddy and him twins in addiction 

Driven to false-hearted heavens and friends 

By liquefied demons 

Had become what he despised from Conception 'til End 

Destined for a demise 

Survived nine lives of staying high 

Conning, jewelry-pawning, arrests, theft 

Womanizing... only for money, never for sex 

Bullet in chest, baseball bat to the head 

Left for dead 

So, eyes wide and glassy 

Speech... slowed and slurred 

Lips twitched with caked-up codeine candy 

And mouth corners one December 24th 

Mr. Hide and False Friend 

Took final ride to suburban supplier 

Shots were fired by the gray man 

With shaky hand 

But not shaky enough to miss... 

Hit... Lost Boy in back 

So-called Friend runs for door 

Leaves First Son blood-born 

Lying alone in blood on cold floor 

 

Death was the cost of... 

Returning to Innocence Lost... 

 

Baby 'Sis awake for dawn on Christmas morn 

To Mommy's sobs and shakes 

Daddy's silhouettes of regret 

All past, omitted, and absolved by lost 

As they clung to each other 

Knowing... 

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