Magnolia - David Banner, CeeLo Green, Raheem DeVaughn

Yeah, ooh

Mighty mighty Magnolia

I was sittin' up under these trees

She was talkin' to me, 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 hear it

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 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 loose and they 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 jack kawin'

Paintin' pictures of scriptures

I know that ya’ll 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 try to offer ya’ll 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

'Cause 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’s probably shed a tear and weep

For the skin like mine

For being there behind Confederate lines

Mighty Magnolia

Mighty Magnolia