Outlawz - Black Rose lyrics

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Put my hand out and you hold me like a flower

Black rose

Speaking words I've been longing to hear, for you

Put my hand out and you hold me like a flower

Black rose

Speaking words I've been longing to hear, for you

Black rose

She could have been anything she wanted to be

Black rose, black rose, got addicted to these streets

Dedicated to the girls that grew up too early

13 going on 30, no direction, promiscuous, no protection

Babies raising babies, generation x

Blame it on the fathers who weren't there for their daughters

... she was a queen cause nobody never told her

Look just like her daddy, hate up her mother

She reminded of the pain that he caused before he left her

This very pain handed down to the next one

Now she got a granddaughter soaking up the lessons

Single black mothers is the real soldiers

That's why I ain't giving up on my black roses

Breaking the chains I'm trying to be the best father

Little Cecilia, she know her daddy loves her dearly, my black rose

Put my hand out and you hold me like a flower

Black rose

Speaking words I've been longing to hear, for you

Black rose

Started out telling me baby don't take no wood nickels

And always keep your chin up, no matter what up

Just me and her, plus big bro,

My earliest memories was Brooklyn 12 flow

Slum of the slums, I was young I cherished this

So when she moved to Sacramento... I hated it

Not even knowing it was cause of me

Shit... 13, I was in the streets

And she has seen that movie already

... that nigger that made me already

So with nothing but a job and the babies

She left the only home she know lately to save me

Ain't no telling where I'd be now

Probably a felon or an addict,... look at you see now

You made me what I am today,

I finally got a chance to say, you're my black rose

Put my hand out and you hold me like a flower

Black rose

Speaking words I've been longing to hear, for you

Black rose

Hey look, I don't need but I gotta have

And it's up to me, not Obama's ass

My... is 13, it seems like yesterday me and her mama started flirting

Look at how fast time passes may 8 '98 that's my favorite day

... I ain't around, I miss her

When I see is... I don't... that's just how we rock

... just like me, but only less friendly, that's my baby

Sick of baby, get them baby, you the shit, daddy little baby

I ain't gotta say much she already know

She got... already I just let her go

... even though she knows I'm gonna tell her right now

You're my black rose

Put my hand out and you hold me like a flower

Black rose

Speaking words I've been longing to hear, for you

Black rose