David Banner, Raheem DeVaughn, CeeLo Green - Magnolia lyrics

I was sittin' up under this tree
She was talkin' to me she said
"Son do you know who I am?
Who I happen to be?" and I told her
"The Mighty Magnolia that stand tall for the
Shoulders of slaves and soldiers when
The days get colder"
I'm so older but I'm young in my
Spirit from the blood I'd inherit
From Mr malcom Garvey and Marley
Then she started to tell me
How she was used in the lynching of blacks
Branch cracked
Broke her arms just so his neck wouldn't snap
And if I wouldn't rap
I'd probably meet the same damn fate
From the same damn rope
I'm 'bout the same damn weight
I said, "Wait, man, wait"
I still got the nooses
Just loosen and tighten that bitch up
When I'm speakin' the truth
They need proof that God exist so
I gave The God Box
It ain't shit hard as this
It ain't shit hard as this
Flick a wrist, I flick a brick, an O
I still get this dough
These bitches know, everywhere we
Go, it's Mississippi, ho
Peace the dro, this some
Old outer space ballin, spacecraft callin'
Black George Jetson, Juice City jackjawin'
Charm paintin' pictures of scriptures
I know that y'all missed us
Crackers out here stackin' they army
Tryna enlist us you pissed us off enough to
Clique up on your ass
The last shall be first and
The first shall be last
No average, no savage, this King Ruler
Billion dollar freedom fighter and I
Take it if I gotta, nigga
Cracker

Oh, Mother Magnolia
Your daughters and your sons
Made the sky start cryin'
As they hung lifeless from your arms
Please Mother Magnolia
Although the fruit is strange
It's been such a long time comin'
But will the seasons ever change?

Let me, let me try to offer y'all a
Whole 'nother perspective really quick
Now, this African American officer
Was an undercover
Who lost a little brother because
Of a gang color
Which eventually accelerated the cancer
That killed his mother
And he was married to a white woman
That they called a nigga lover
And it became a full time job
Not to kill a nigga
I wonder does he still consider
That he's still a nigga
We've all got choices
And the real recognize what's real and chose
But he's basically still undercover
In his civilian clothes
All the right reasons
But he may not even get that love again
His salary's still not enough
To be a Republican
Issues of growing up without a dad
Had one too many one night
And forgot his badge
A brawl ensued with a racist cop
Didn't stop and ask
'Cause he was sure that he was a
Nigga when he shot his ass

Oh, Mother Magnolia
Your daughters and your sons
Made the sky start cryin'
As they hung lifeless from your arms
Please Mother Magnolia
Although the fruit is strange
It's been such a long time comin'
But will the seasons ever change?

If a tree could speak
It probably shed a tear and weep
For the skin like mines
For being there behind Confederate lines
Mighty Magnolia mighty Magnolia