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[featuring ursula rucker]
(ursula rucker)
Muffled sound of fist on flesh
Blows to chest
No breath
Air gasps
You ainand't nothing but white trash, bitch!
With each hit, each kick, each...broken rib
Crack, crack!
Bones are crying
Mommyand's crying and bleeding
And pleading
And then...
Daddy wants to fuck
Dick hard, swelled with power rush
And as if all that wasnand't enough
Mommyand's seven months heavy with birth
As...daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear
(singing softly)
First...lullaby
First...son...will...ever...hear
And never forget
Mommy almost bled to death when she have him...finally
Sheand'd already lost...three
Uterus-bruised, shredded, and weak
andgt;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 mommyand's sheets with...
Sweet...talk shit,
Cookieand's cheap lipstick,
Hair grease, sperm, and jezebel juice
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 mommyand'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 godand's eye
Mommyand's little survivor
Like...her
Mommy called crazy and scorned
and'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
and'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 couldnand't protect mommyand's neck from daddyand's grasp
Or...protect mommyand's ass from daddyand's wrath
Couldnand't shield her ears from...
Daddyand'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 and'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 cause of...
Returning to innocence lost...
Baby and'sis awake for dawn on christmas morn
To mommyand's sobs and shakes
Daddyand's silhouettes of regret
All past, omitted, and absolved by lost
As they clung to each other
Knowing...
[Con Ursula Rucker]
(Ursula Rucker)
Sonido sordo de un puñetazo en la carne
Los golpes en el pecho
Sin aliento
Suspiros de aire
Usted ainand't nada más que basura blanca, perra!
Con cada golpe, cada patada, cada una costilla rota ...
Crack, crack!
Los huesos están llorando
Mommyand está llorando y sangrando
Y rogando
Y entonces ...
Papá quiere joder
Dick duro, se llenó de punta de potencia
Y como si todo lo que wasnand't suficiente
Siete meses de Mommyand pesados ??con el nacimiento
Como papá y gruñidos ... malditos borrachos nadas en la oreja ensangrentada
(Cantando en voz baja)
Primera canción de cuna ...
En primer lugar ... hijo ... que ... nunca ... oye
Y nunca olvidar
Mamá casi se desangró hasta morir cuando ella lo tiene ... por fin
Sheand'd perdido ya tres ...
Útero-molido, triturado, y los débiles
andgt; de ser ritmo diario
Y noches de los viernes eran el peor y ...
Papá nunca llegó con flores
En su lugar se pasaba horas en algún punto de esquina
Con un poco de pop bar llamado cookie de
Poner sus cosas abajo
La suciedad hojas mommyand con ...
Dulce ... hablar mierda,
Lápiz de labios barata Cookieand, el
La grasa del cabello, esperma, y ??el jugo de Jezabel
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The Roots
Return To Innocence Lost
Return To Innocence Lost
[featuring ursula rucker]
(ursula rucker)
Muffled sound of fist on flesh
Blows to chest
No breath
Air gasps
You ainand't nothing but white trash, bitch!
With each hit, each kick, each...broken rib
Crack, crack!
Bones are crying
Mommyand's crying and bleeding
And pleading
And then...
Daddy wants to fuck
Dick hard, swelled with power rush
And as if all that wasnand't enough
Mommyand's seven months heavy with birth
As...daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear
(singing softly)
First...lullaby
First...son...will...ever...hear
And never forget
Mommy almost bled to death when she have him...finally
Sheand'd already lost...three
Uterus-bruised, shredded, and weak
andgt;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 mommyand's sheets with...
Sweet...talk shit,
Cookieand's cheap lipstick,
Hair grease, sperm, and jezebel juice
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 mommyand'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 godand's eye
Mommyand's little survivor
Like...her
Mommy called crazy and scorned
and'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
and'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 couldnand't protect mommyand's neck from daddyand's grasp
Or...protect mommyand's ass from daddyand's wrath
Couldnand't shield her ears from...
Daddyand'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 and'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 cause of...
Returning to innocence lost...
Baby and'sis awake for dawn on christmas morn
To mommyand's sobs and shakes
Daddyand's silhouettes of regret
All past, omitted, and absolved by lost
As they clung to each other
Knowing...
The Roots
Volver a la inocencia perdida
Volver a la inocencia perdida
[Con Ursula Rucker]
(Ursula Rucker)
Sonido sordo de un puñetazo en la carne
Los golpes en el pecho
Sin aliento
Suspiros de aire
Usted ainand't nada más que basura blanca, perra!
Con cada golpe, cada patada, cada una costilla rota ...
Crack, crack!
Los huesos están llorando
Mommyand está llorando y sangrando
Y rogando
Y entonces ...
Papá quiere joder
Dick duro, se llenó de punta de potencia
Y como si todo lo que wasnand't suficiente
Siete meses de Mommyand pesados ??con el nacimiento
Como papá y gruñidos ... malditos borrachos nadas en la oreja ensangrentada
(Cantando en voz baja)
Primera canción de cuna ...
En primer lugar ... hijo ... que ... nunca ... oye
Y nunca olvidar
Mamá casi se desangró hasta morir cuando ella lo tiene ... por fin
Sheand'd perdido ya tres ...
Útero-molido, triturado, y los débiles
andgt; de ser ritmo diario
Y noches de los viernes eran el peor y ...
Papá nunca llegó con flores
En su lugar se pasaba horas en algún punto de esquina
Con un poco de pop bar llamado cookie de
Poner sus cosas abajo
La suciedad hojas mommyand con ...
Dulce ... hablar mierda,
Lápiz de labios barata Cookieand, el
La grasa del cabello, esperma, y ??el jugo de Jezabel
<
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
