Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,
Everybody watching while you touching real money
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
Wicked roots, the infant tree, strange fruit, the tension,
Strange fruit, that's the truth, i spit it in the booth,
You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues
I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot
Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
Strange fruit, that's the truth, i spit it in the booth,
Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese
Strange fruit grew from wicked roots, you'd fiend for money trees
And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him
The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',
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