Bones BluntGutGarden song lyrics

For those of you who are black and are tempted to be filled with hatred and mistrust of the injustice of such an act, against all white people, I would only say that I can also feel in my own heart the same kind of feeling. I had a member of my family killed, but he was killed by a white man

I'm in the garden with the roses

Cup full of oceans

Backwoods smokin

Rare rocks on my fingers

Feelin like a young prince back in 1346

Moats full of acid

Ash on my mattress

Draw bridge up, "Thou shall not pass"

Fine art on all the walls

Bitch I'm makin' break the laws

[?], no cars

Whole village bow down

Step up to my balcony and wave at the crowd

Cane made of emeralds

Coins made of gold

Spider silk robes, let em drag on the floor

I never knew I'd be the one

Lookin' in the mirror at the legend I'll become

Lookin' in the mirror at the legend I'll become

What we need in the United States is not division; what we need in the United States is not hatred; what we need in the United States is not violence and lawlessness, but is love and wisdom, and compassion toward one another