The Return To Innocence Lost-The Roots

[ti:The Return To Innocence Lost] [ar:The Roots] [al:The Roots (International Version)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.34]The Return To Innocence Lost - The Roots [00:01.36]Written by：Ursula Rucker/Ahmir Thompson/Anthony Tidd [00:02.63] [00:30.38]Muffled sound of fist on flesh [00:32.25] [00:32.98]Blows to chest [00:33.68]No breath [00:34.35]Air gasps [00:34.85] [00:36.03]You ain't nothing but white trash b**ch [00:38.25]With each hit each kick each broken rib [00:40.96]Crack crack [00:41.27] [00:42.12]Bones are crying [00:42.71] [00:43.62]Mommy's crying and bleeding [00:45.24]And pleading [00:45.76]And then [00:46.33]Daddy wants to f**k [00:47.48] [00:48.06]Dick hard swelled with power rush [00:50.14] [00:50.69]And as if all that wasn't enough [00:51.93] [00:52.44]Mommy's seven months heavy with birth [00:54.54]As daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear [00:58.80] [01:01.36]First lullaby [01:02.94]First son will ever hear [01:06.37] [01:07.54]And never forget [01:08.47] [01:15.57]Mommy almost bled to death when she have him finally [01:18.77] [01:19.52]She'd already lost three [01:20.93] [01:21.44]Uterus bruised shredded and weak [01:23.04] [01:23.68]From being daily beat [01:24.69] [01:25.40]And Friday nights were the worse and [01:26.77] [01:27.31]Daddy never came with flowers [01:28.91] [01:29.77]Instead he spent hours at some corner spot [01:32.34]With some bar pop named Cookie [01:33.85] [01:34.55]Putting his thing down [01:35.85]Soiling mommy's sheets with [01:37.11] [01:37.62]Sweet talk sh*t [01:38.83] [01:39.41]Cookie's cheap lipstick [01:40.64]Hair grease sperm and Jezebel juice [01:42.28] [01:43.42]To hell with the good news that [01:44.92]He was a father for the first time [01:46.35] [01:46.98]His thirst for wine and women [01:48.70]Clouded his vision [01:49.50] [01:51.29]No warm welcome for mother and son [01:53.37]Just [01:53.83]The rank smell of a** crack funk and cum [01:55.95] [01:57.43]But mommy's prayerful strength her best defense [01:59.60]She burned the dirty linens [02:01.59]Made a fresh bed [02:02.17] [02:02.95]Laid sleeping first son down [02:04.63] [02:05.39]And never made a sound [02:06.07] [02:07.30]As she purged her scourge [02:08.66]With birth blood and quiet tears [02:10.48] [02:11.58]Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice [02:14.42] [02:15.34]Lie there in his soft skin and new life [02:16.89] [02:17.41]Breathing dreaming fresh from God's eye [02:19.26] [02:20.95]Mommy's little survivor [02:22.34]Like her [02:23.12] [02:24.91]Mommy called crazy and scorned [02:27.02]'Cause she two more born [02:27.92] [02:28.69]One boy soon after [02:30.05]The girl much later and [02:31.20] [02:31.83]Although they were both sung the same lullabies of hate [02:34.39]Her first son the first one [02:36.92]Whose womb world was profaned [02:38.74] [02:40.03]Came of age playing street games [02:42.16]With Stewie Rezzie and little brother [02:44.90]'Till his heart start to wither [02:46.14] [02:46.95]In pain and shame [02:47.88] [02:49.43]Blamed mom for the wrong she let daddy do to her [02:52.00]And him [02:52.57]Let sins of the father 'cause his innocence to wander [02:55.74] [02:56.91]Found out amongst thieves [02:58.56]Chose to squander his dreams [02:59.99] [03:00.62]Stopped believing in himself [03:02.13] [03:02.79]Become prodigal with his life [03:04.65] [03:05.46]Make impossible sh*t right with [03:07.40]Gang ties crime lies [03:09.21] [03:09.90]Erase wise woeful words of mother [03:11.97] [03:12.89]Replaced them with absurdities of others [03:15.15] [03:15.67]Who had also lost their way [03:17.44] [03:19.20]Played a different kind of street game now [03:21.85]First son plunged deep [03:23.18]Speak street family vows [03:24.78] [03:25.51]Espouse no 'causes but his own [03:27.06] [03:28.15]See he couldn't protect mommy's neck from daddy's grasp [03:30.63]Or protect mommy's a** from daddy's wrath [03:33.69]Couldn't shield her ears from [03:34.89] [03:35.77]Daddy's foul mouthed liquor breath jeers [03:37.78] [03:39.22]His only defense served be confidence [03:41.35] [03:42.33]Brown bottles housed his swift descent [03:44.49] [03:45.93]Phones called cops on block frequent for his shenanigans [03:49.22]Now daddy and him twins in addiction [03:52.47] [03:53.35]Driven to false hearted heavens and friends [03:55.87] [03:56.66]By liquefied demons [03:57.86] [03:58.77]Had become what he despised from conception 'til end [04:02.02] [04:03.09]Destined for a demise [04:04.34] [04:05.79]Survived nine lives of staying high [04:07.89] [04:08.77]Conning jewelry pawning arrests theft [04:10.81] [04:11.50]Womanizing only for money never for sex [04:14.31] [04:15.04]Bullet in chest baseball bat to the head [04:17.60]Left for dead [04:18.14] [04:20.07]So eyes wide and glassy [04:21.74] [04:22.31]Speech slowed and slurred [04:23.90] [04:24.44]Lips twitched with caked up codeine candy [04:27.26]And mouth corners one December 24th [04:29.57] [04:30.98]Mr Hide and False Friend [04:32.78] [04:33.71]Took final ride to suburban supplier [04:35.54] [04:36.68]Shots were fired by the gray man [04:38.42]With shaky hand [04:39.62] [04:40.16]But not shaky enough to miss [04:41.92]Hit lost boy in back [04:44.05] [04:44.80]So called friend runs for door [04:46.69] [04:47.54]Leaves first son blood born [04:49.14] [04:50.02]Lying alone in blood on cold floor [04:52.32] [04:53.44]Death was the 'cause of [04:54.89] [04:55.62]Returning to innocence lost [04:58.10] [05:03.21]Baby 'sis awake for dawn on Christmas morn [05:06.20]To mommy's sobs and shakes [05:08.16] [05:09.07]Daddy's silhouettes of regret [05:10.56] [05:11.56]All past omitted and absolved by lost [05:14.04] [05:15.19]As they clung to each other [05:16.56] [05:17.79]Knowing