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Sang Of Roses
- I sang of a rooooose~ with stories untooooold~
- A body of goooold~ and her thoughts still behoooold~
- //Starts at 0:05
- Her lullabies soothed, every mother cried too
- Every brother I knew, had a recognized tune, of you, so true
- It painted our dues, the power that you grew, it tainted rain and chains around our necks
- You rest beneath the soil for your defiance, so divine they hate you tryin'
- Tried to silence yet your toil reminded, everyone to listen close
- Use their voices to breed hope, written in our hearts like stone
- We could never better what you did but we all know, that you're home
- In the heavens, always feeling your great essence, touched my soul and gave my grave a present
- Gifted me a purpose on plantations when the work was worthless
- Hurt for a nation hatin' all I'm worth, all I word, calling me a Negro while I churn, in the dirt
- Stalking me like I'm a priceless worm, they're the birds up high unheard
- I'm the prey they pray they earn, say what may result in death
- In the depths of oceans or a breath below the hopeless, try refocus
- All I know is what you did, you're a poet you're a witch
- You're my hero you're theyre bitch, with your afro quite unkept and beautiful as wit
- Musical your thoughts are what have made me laugh and feel again
- Brown eyes pride had deal of men, body used abused by them
- Down you cried yet rose through that, back to ropes you spat on all they had, and
- //Ends at 1:03
- //Starts at 1:04
- Still you sang, still you rose, still you rang
- Still opposed, stood up to dem, still you rang
- Still you scram, still opposed, stood up to dem, then again
- Still you sang, still you rose, rose to dem
- //Ends at 1:22
- //Starts at 1:23
- And my nigga know I know your labor, sugarcanes you gave to slavers
- Figures you deserve you waivered, takes some balls and life to give dem paper
- What its worth I know the earth ain't got no answer really
- Frustration the matter clearly, everything you did been given to some white jokes
- Anything you give is ridden by that light folk, art and music not allowed in fields
- Source the force and wield their wills, still standstill till more is dealed
- Then you go right back to slaving, paving, paths they'll see through waiting, patient
- Scorching summer heat had cracked you whipped up back so sad, fast forward kids whip tha crack
- Back to where we are, living hard the stars seem far
- Giving art the harm deemed necessary by these watchers, whipping everyone until they martyrs
- Whip 'em til they cower, every father even daughters
- Weekend hours go way further, never get no break just hate and hate
- Digging graves without a name, seeking grace beyond the shame
- Brother I can feel your pain, 'nother man defiled in vain
- //Ends at 2:06
- //Starts at 2:07
- Still you sang (SANG!), still you rose (ROSE!), still you rang (SANG!)
- Still opposed (ROSE!), stood up to dem (THEM!), still you rang (SANG!)
- Still you scram (DAMNED!), still opposed (ROSE!), stood up to dem (AND!), then again ('GAIN!)
- Still you sang (BANG!), still you rose (KNOW!), rose to dem (THEM!)
- Yeah
- //Ends at 2:22
- //Starts at 2:28
- Still you sang (SANG!), still you rose (ROSE!), still you rang (CLANG!)
- Still opposed (ROSE!), stood up to dem (THEM!), still you rang (SANG!)
- Still you scram (DAMN!), still you stood (GOOD!), still you bled (RED!), still withstood (HOOD!)
- Still you sang (SANG!), still you rose (ROSE!), rose to dem (THEM!)
- Still you sang, still you rose, still you sang
- //Ends at 2:50
- //Starts at 2:51
- Don't think I forgot about you baby, your green eyes your poppa's maybe
- But your heart of gold bore out your mother's soul
- Who art we in heaven other than a root of fools
- Who art we in heaven other than a tree of tools
- Rather be thee truth you possess and respect the pleas of youth
- That be you, you, say your prayers caution on the favours given to the payers
- Still remember royalty sold loyalty and dedication like some rodents
- Severed ties from us and moments, know your lives because of dem and what they ownin'
- Now you honin' all you can and they were dyin' due to drownin', your ancestors were in thirst
- Land defilin' slimin' us the worst, damnation the best salvation
- Better than what you had to go through, scars from slashes pained and bruised
- Ruined lashes broken hues, doin' damage on the discoloured black skin impaired
- Deeply rooted seeping bare, sin and gin the coping pair
- Stairs you climbed to reach some care, hoping that the higher powers would relieve despair
- //Ends at 3:35
- //Spoken Word starts at 3:38
- Petals bled from the whip, yet she still bloomed
- The tones of his skin's palette were red, black and blue
- Her eyes green and blue from her father's abuse
- His hair straight and mute from his mother's misuse
- Its true. The life they grew to rue.
- //Ends at 3:55
- //Rapping at 3:57
- And I write these eulogies wit' fluency and purity
- Plant the light through scrutiny with unity within the plight
- Even in the darkest world our lives shine bright
- Changing seasons harnessed in the words they shared throughout the fading nights
- //Ends at 4:07
- //Starts at 4:08
- Still you rang, still you rose, still you sang, hope you close
- Hope you know, what I note, still you sang, you a rose
- Still you sang, still you rose, still you rang, still stood close
- Hope you close, hope you know, I still sang, you a rose
- //Ends at 4:29
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