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[00:00.00]Return to Innocence Lost - Ursula Rucker
[00:15.19]Written by：Ursula Rucker/Ahmir Thompson/Anthony Tidd
[00:30.38]Muffled sound of fist on flesh
[00:32.98]Blows to chest
[00:33.68]No breath
[00:34.35]Air gasps
[00:36.03]You ain't nothing but white trash *****
[00:38.25]With each hit each kick each broken rib
[00:40.96]Crack crack
[00:42.12]Bones are crying
[00:43.62]Mommy's crying and bleeding
[00:45.24]And pleading
[00:45.76]And then
[00:46.33]Daddy wants to ****
[00:48.06]**** hard swelled with power rush
[00:50.69]And as if all that wasn't enough
[00:52.44]Mommy's seven months heavy with birth
[00:54.54]As daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear
[01:01.36]First lullaby
[01:02.94]First son will ever hear
[01:07.54]And never forget
[01:15.57]Mommy almost bled to death when she have him finally
[01:19.52]She'd already lost three
[01:21.44]Uterus bruised shredded and weak
[01:23.68]From being daily beat
[01:25.40]And Friday nights were the worse and
[01:27.31]Daddy never came with flowers
[01:29.77]Instead he spent hours at some corner spot
[01:32.34]With some bar pop named Cookie
[01:34.55]Putting his thing down
[01:35.85]Soiling mommy's sheets with
[01:37.62]Sweet talk ****
[01:39.41]Cookie's cheap lipstick
[01:40.64]Hair grease ***** and Jezebel juice
[01:43.42]To hell with the good news that
[01:44.92]He was a father for the first time
[01:46.98]His thirst for wine and women
[01:48.70]Clouded his vision
[01:51.29]No warm welcome for mother and son
[01:53.37]Just
[01:53.83]The rank smell of *** crack funk and cum
[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
[02:02.95]Laid sleeping first son down
[02:05.39]And never made a sound
[02:07.30]As she purged her scourge
[02:08.66]With birth blood and quiet tears
[02:11.58]Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice
[02:15.34]Lie there in his soft skin and new life
[02:17.41]Breathing dreaming fresh from God's eye
[02:20.95]Mommy's little survivor
[02:22.34]Like her
[02:24.91]Mommy called crazy and scorned
[02:27.02]'Cause she two more born
[02:28.69]One boy soon after
[02:30.05]The girl much later and
[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 **** world was profaned
[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
[02:46.95]In pain and shame
[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
[02:56.91]Found out amongst thieves
[02:58.56]Chose to squander his dreams
[03:00.62]Stopped believing in himself
[03:02.79]Become prodigal with his life
[03:05.46]Make impossible **** right with
[03:07.40]Gang ties crime lies
[03:09.90]Erase wise woeful words of mother
[03:12.89]Replaced them with absurdities of others
[03:15.67]Who had also lost their way
[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
[03:25.51]Espouse no 'causes but his own
[03:28.15]See he couldn't protect mommy's neck from daddy's grasp
[03:30.63]Or protect mommy's *** from daddy's wrath
[03:33.69]Couldn't shield her ears from
[03:35.77]Daddy's foul mouthed liquor breath jeers
[03:39.22]His only defense served be confidence
[03:42.33]Brown bottles housed his swift descent
[03:45.93]Phones called cops on block frequent for his shenanigans
[03:49.22]Now daddy and him twins in addiction
[03:53.35]Driven to false hearted heavens and friends
[03:56.66]By liquefied demons
[03:58.77]Had become what he despised from conception 'til end
[04:03.09]Destined for a demise
[04:05.79]Survived nine lives of staying high
[04:08.77]Conning jewelry pawning arrests theft
[04:11.50]Womanizing only for money never for ***
[04:15.04]Bullet in chest baseball bat to the head
[04:17.60]Left for dead
[04:20.07]So eyes wide and glassy
[04:22.31]Speech slowed and slurred
[04:24.44]Lips twitched with caked up ******* candy
[04:27.26]And mouth corners one December 24th
[04:30.98]Mr Hide and False Friend
[04:33.71]Took final ride to suburban supplier
[04:36.68]Shots were fired by the gray man
[04:38.42]With shaky hand
[04:40.16]But not shaky enough to miss
[04:41.92]Hit lost boy in back
[04:44.80]So called friend runs for door
[04:47.54]Leaves first son blood born
[04:50.02]Lying alone in blood on cold floor
[04:53.44]Death was the 'cause of
[04:55.62]Returning to innocence lost
[05:03.21]Baby 'sis awake for dawn on Christmas morn
[05:06.20]To mommy's sobs and shakes
[05:09.07]Daddy's silhouettes of regret
[05:11.56]All past omitted and absolved by lost
[05:15.19]As they clung to each other
[05:17.79]Knowing
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[00:00.00]Return to Innocence Lost - Ursula Rucker
[00:15.19]Written by：Ursula Rucker/Ahmir Thompson/Anthony Tidd
[00:30.38]Muffled sound of fist on flesh
[00:32.98]Blows to chest
[00:33.68]No breath
[00:34.35]Air gasps
[00:36.03]You ain't nothing but white trash *****
[00:38.25]With each hit each kick each broken rib
[00:40.96]Crack crack
[00:42.12]Bones are crying
[00:43.62]Mommy's crying and bleeding
[00:45.24]And pleading
[00:45.76]And then
[00:46.33]Daddy wants to ****
[00:48.06]**** hard swelled with power rush
[00:50.69]And as if all that wasn't enough
[00:52.44]Mommy's seven months heavy with birth
[00:54.54]As daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear
[01:01.36]First lullaby
[01:02.94]First son will ever hear
[01:07.54]And never forget
[01:15.57]Mommy almost bled to death when she have him finally
[01:19.52]She'd already lost three
[01:21.44]Uterus bruised shredded and weak
[01:23.68]From being daily beat
[01:25.40]And Friday nights were the worse and
[01:27.31]Daddy never came with flowers
[01:29.77]Instead he spent hours at some corner spot
[01:32.34]With some bar pop named Cookie
[01:34.55]Putting his thing down
[01:35.85]Soiling mommy's sheets with
[01:37.62]Sweet talk ****
[01:39.41]Cookie's cheap lipstick
[01:40.64]Hair grease ***** and Jezebel juice
[01:43.42]To hell with the good news that
[01:44.92]He was a father for the first time
[01:46.98]His thirst for wine and women
[01:48.70]Clouded his vision
[01:51.29]No warm welcome for mother and son
[01:53.37]Just
[01:53.83]The rank smell of *** crack funk and cum
[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
[02:02.95]Laid sleeping first son down
[02:05.39]And never made a sound
[02:07.30]As she purged her scourge
[02:08.66]With birth blood and quiet tears
[02:11.58]Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice
[02:15.34]Lie there in his soft skin and new life
[02:17.41]Breathing dreaming fresh from God's eye
[02:20.95]Mommy's little survivor
[02:22.34]Like her
[02:24.91]Mommy called crazy and scorned
[02:27.02]'Cause she two more born
[02:28.69]One boy soon after
[02:30.05]The girl much later and
[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 **** world was profaned
[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
[02:46.95]In pain and shame
[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
[02:56.91]Found out amongst thieves
[02:58.56]Chose to squander his dreams
[03:00.62]Stopped believing in himself
[03:02.79]Become prodigal with his life
[03:05.46]Make impossible **** right with
[03:07.40]Gang ties crime lies
[03:09.90]Erase wise woeful words of mother
[03:12.89]Replaced them with absurdities of others
[03:15.67]Who had also lost their way
[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
[03:25.51]Espouse no 'causes but his own
[03:28.15]See he couldn't protect mommy's neck from daddy's grasp
[03:30.63]Or protect mommy's *** from daddy's wrath
[03:33.69]Couldn't shield her ears from
[03:35.77]Daddy's foul mouthed liquor breath jeers
[03:39.22]His only defense served be confidence
[03:42.33]Brown bottles housed his swift descent
[03:45.93]Phones called cops on block frequent for his shenanigans
[03:49.22]Now daddy and him twins in addiction
[03:53.35]Driven to false hearted heavens and friends
[03:56.66]By liquefied demons
[03:58.77]Had become what he despised from conception 'til end
[04:03.09]Destined for a demise
[04:05.79]Survived nine lives of staying high
[04:08.77]Conning jewelry pawning arrests theft
[04:11.50]Womanizing only for money never for ***
[04:15.04]Bullet in chest baseball bat to the head
[04:17.60]Left for dead
[04:20.07]So eyes wide and glassy
[04:22.31]Speech slowed and slurred
[04:24.44]Lips twitched with caked up ******* candy
[04:27.26]And mouth corners one December 24th
[04:30.98]Mr Hide and False Friend
[04:33.71]Took final ride to suburban supplier
[04:36.68]Shots were fired by the gray man
[04:38.42]With shaky hand
[04:40.16]But not shaky enough to miss
[04:41.92]Hit lost boy in back
[04:44.80]So called friend runs for door
[04:47.54]Leaves first son blood born
[04:50.02]Lying alone in blood on cold floor
[04:53.44]Death was the 'cause of
[04:55.62]Returning to innocence lost
[05:03.21]Baby 'sis awake for dawn on Christmas morn
[05:06.20]To mommy's sobs and shakes
[05:09.07]Daddy's silhouettes of regret
[05:11.56]All past omitted and absolved by lost
[05:15.19]As they clung to each other
[05:17.79]Knowing
