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She picked up a child and she gave it a name
Foreclosed the mortgage took an axe to the maid
Black and white dress bloody stains on the cuffs
Imprisoned with jailhouse pinstripes exploding love
She picked up a child and she gave it a name
Jaywalked by bus boy blood brutality
Stood fasting for curb jobs when blow jobs got old
Looking for a tender mass to bring to the old
She picked up a child and she gave it a name
Boxed it with a bowtie and the Koran in hand
Last thing we heard he was spitting up blood
Holding on to hand grenades that exploded love
She picked up a child and she gave it a name
White as the sheet and black as the coal
The embers are glowing a strange orange and yellowish mold
Letting in life as death took its toll
WRITERS
IAN NICHOLS
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
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