The Rose That Grew From Concrete

The rose that grew from concrete…

You try to plant somethin in the conrete, y’know what I mean?

If it GROW…

and the rose petals got all kind of scratches and marks

you not gonna say

“damn, look at all the scratches and marks on the rose that grew from concrete”

you gon be like…

“DAMN?! A rose grew from the CONCRETE?!?!?”

same thing with me

I grew out of all of this

against all odds

instead of sayin

“damn, he didn’t do this, he didn’t do that”

just be like

“DAMN! He grew out of that???? He came out of that??”

that’s what they should say, know what I mean?

all the trouble to survive


and make good

out of the dirty, nasty unbelievable lifestyle they gave me

I’m just tryin to make SOMETHING………………………..

Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete?

provin’ nature’s laws wrong it learned how to walk without havin’ feet

funny it seems but…

by keepin its dreams…

it learned to breathe FRESH air…

long live the rose that grew from concrete

when no one else even cared

you see you wouldn’t ask why the rose that grew from the concrete

had damaged petals.

on the contrary

we would all celebrate

its tenacity.

we would all love it’s will to reach the sun

well, we are the rose

this is the concrete

and these are my damaged petals.

…and these are my damaged petals

don’t ask me WHY

ask me HOW


-Tupac Shakur