Strange Fruit (Letra)

Nina Simone

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Lewis Allen, Sonny White

Southern trees
Bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves
And blood at the roots
Black bodies
Swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin’
From the poplar trees
Pastoral scene
Of the gallant south
Them big bulging eyes
And the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolia
Clean and fresh
Then the sudden smell
Of burnin’ flesh
Here is a fruit
For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the leaves to drop
Here is
Strange and bitter crop

As singed by Billie Holiday

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter cry.

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Strange Fruit (Letra)

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Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck
For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Strange Fruit (Letra)

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Southern trees bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves
Blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
The scent of magnolia sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the tree to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop

Strange Fruit (Letra)

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[tragedy khadafi]

Subliminal thug-ism
Rap mysticism
For all my niggas locked with life in state prison
We combinate, like dime piece and sperm jizm
Queens niggas going to trial, just sit and listen
Fake crooks come in all types of categories
Beat you in the head with lies and war stories
Claiming that they name ring bells in territories
With fat cat, al capone, scarface
Meanwhile they going to trial for rape case
You weak, i punch you in face, cut your face
You halfway, wanna-be thug, stay snitchin’
Latin king, surgery-type with face stichin’
The house game? missle style? play in the kitchen
Allow me a god for real, sallah position
Performers, weak convicts you shouldn’t fool wit
They foul, snitchin’ on the niggas they went to school wit
But now, you catch them in the club on some smooth shit
Shuh-poww!! blow’em out the frame on some prove shit
I’m not the type of cat you wanna fool wit
It’s strange fruit…

Chorus
[tragedy khadafi]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[pete rock]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[tragedy khadafi]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[pete rock]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[cappadonna]

A yo, the world plant seeds in my mind, then it’s dart time
They used to be crime, scary hours, robberies, and big chrome nines
In park hill, when the cameras don’t never be off
I live inside the tv, these words is hot sauce
Put your mind back together, killa bees of course
Church in the studio life you can’t abort
Pete rock and don make the world pay child support
You under arrest for giving out stress, i’m not settling for less
Each bags?, midtown, in the wild, wild west
Representin some deep impact
Aluminum wu bat, i got it like dat, slang combat
I plant two seeds in your head, kid stand back…

[chorus]

[pete rock]

What, what, what…
The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[tragedy khadafi]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[pete rock]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[tragedy khadafi]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[sticky fingaz]

Nigga you know better
I blow three thru ya ? sweater
Fuck what you think
I’m bustin you blink
Nigga see me in the club, start ducking and tucking they link
Like i resorted to robbing niggas for table scraps
In the hood we do away with cats
And in the river with throw away the gats
Everywhere i go turn crime scene
Knowhatimean?#!?
Don’t make me trip, make me flip
Be so much bloodshed, you think i’m a crip
Even before i signed the contract, always was respected
Couldn’t give a fuck if a sold another record
I ain’t in it for the cream
As wild as it seem
Battle me and win? hahahah!!!! not in your dreams!!
I’m still a young nigga
Straight up dumb nigga
For no apparent reason, pull out the gun nigga
It’s not the drugs nigga
I just a thug nigga
So whatcha wanna swallow,
Your pride or your blood nigga??!!??

Chorus
[tragedy khadafi]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[pete rock]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[tragedy khadafi]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

[pete rock]

The world plant seeds in my mind, strange fruit
Survivalist, basing my life on rap loot, it’s the truth

Strange Fruit (Letra)

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Lewis allen, sonny white

Seven trees
Bearin’ strange fruit
Blood on the leaves
And blood at the roots
Black bodies
Swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin’
From the poplar trees
Pastoral scene
Of the gallant south
Them big bulging eyes
And the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolia
Clean and fresh
Then the sudden smell
Of burnin’ flesh
Here is a fruit
For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the leaves to drop
Here is
Strange and bitter crop

As singed by billie holiday

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter cry.

Strange Fruit (Letra)

Jagged Edge

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(l. allan)

Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots
Black bodies swingin’ in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin’ from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
And the sudden smell of burning flesh

Here is the fruit
For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the tree to drop

Here is a strange and bitter crop

Strange Fruit (Letra)

Ricky Martin

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(l. allan)

Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots
Black bodies swingin’ in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin’ from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
And the sudden smell of burning flesh

Here is the fruit
For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the tree to drop

Here is a strange and bitter crop

Strange Fruit (Letra)

Gamma Ray

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Chorus: shawn chapelle

Southern trees, bare us strange fruit
Blood on the leaves, blood at the roots
Black bodies swingin, in the southern breeze
All that strange fruit hangin… hangin from the trees

Verse one: danja mowf

Check it out, here’s a story that’s true (aight)
They had me locked up, for this crime i didn’t do
This white girl identified me, as a rapist
Had me wishin i was harry houdini, the great escapist
But wait it’s, more check it out the plot thickens (aight)
Cause shorty started tellin more tales than charles dickens
She said i kidnapped her, trapped her, slapped her
Then after, i tapped her, i fled through the pasture
Nah, not me cuz, knew i’d get acquitted
But seemed every white face in town knew i did it
Or done it, shit about a hundred, approachin white figures
Bearin triggers screaming, "kill that nigger!"
I’m gettin nervous just a little concerned
Cause in the south where i’m from niggaz will get burned
Cause them whitey’s on some next shit — some hang you by your neck shit
Oh well, i’m in jail man; i figure i’m protected (right..)

Chorus

Verse two: danja mowf

Yeah, should have expected not to trust the police
Them cops ain’t even yell "freeze!" they just gave the mob the keys (uh)
They beat me like i stole somethin, pistol-whipped me like a stickup
Tied my hands behind my back, tied my feet to the bumper
Of a pickup, truck, now i’m gettin shucked like corn
Bein drug through the town, face down
To the gravel, my clothes and skin unravel
I guess i’m guilty, the lynch mob dropped the gavel
They took me to a tree, hung me naked by my wrists
When i beg and i plead i can’t take it like this
They shoved a pole in my mouth (what?) cause you see down south
Lynchin was a show, erybody came out
See the mothers brought they daughters, to come and check the slaughters
And fathers brought they sons, to see how it was done, they brung
Everyone, from the old to the young
Cause it really was nuttin to see a nigga get hung, word

Chorus

Verse three: danja mowf

Yeah, i hung bloody, down by the muddy
Water of the missi-ssippi for my slaughter
The order in this court was plantatation mutilation
I felt the cool sensation of a knife point
Slicin through the joint of each toe, each finger
Each thumb and, face it that’s for touchin on a white woman
My screams and tears brought more celebration and cheers
Than twelve o’clock on new year’s
A girl couldn’t see, someone raised her higher
So she could watch them breakin out my teeth with the wire plier
My one desire was to meet my messiah but they wouldn’t let me die-ah
Sayin, "nigger we gon’ fry ya in the fire"
I prayed that death was movin near; that’s when
They castrated me and kept my nuts as souveneirs (uh)
Gasoline cleaned my wounds like liquor
Saw the match flicker, begged em do it quicker
Ahh yes, the smell of burning flesh
A hundred angry bullets, penetrate my chest
Sweet death long awaited, i hang as a monument
A warning simply stated for a people that they hated
But nowadays, the table’s turned like a wrench (aight)
Cause white folks no longer have a reason to lynch (why?)
Cause when it comes down to it (uh-huh) there’s no need to pursue it
When you got a million niggaz round the country that’ll do it
Think!

Chorus (repeat 2x)

Strange Fruit (Letra)

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Lewis allen

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Strange Fruit (Letra)

Billie Holiday

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(l.allen)
Originally performed by billie holiday. jeff performed it live on air at kcrw’s man in the moon, on january 1994.
Southern trees bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop.