The Rose that Grew from Concrete

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"Somebody wake me I'm dreamin,
I started as a seed, the semen swimmin' up stream,
planted in the womb while screamin'
on top was my pops, my mama screamin' 'stop!'
from a single drop this is what they got.." -2Pac
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While my mama was pregnant with me, the crooked po-lice held a gun to her womb

from there it was clear I was doomed in this White Man's World!

Born June 16th, 71, a baby full of melanin was trapped in the storm

Birthed into the Black Panther family, a young prince taught early on

to never confirm to the wicked mentality and brutal violence of my adversaries

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to never confirm to the wicked mentality and brutal violence of my adversaries

Pop's left home, just a distant memory

therefore, it was on my mama, Afeni, to raise me into a man

Yet, it was soon out of her hands, as she was medicating with cocaine

So I hit the streets out doing my own thang

hangin' with the criminals and drug dealers

just a young impressionable soul

Tho it was cold and hard on the streets, the real homies made me feel like I was home!

instead of dealin' cane, I grabbed a pen and pad, jumping into the rap game

before I knew it, the whole world would chant my name --Tupac Amaru Shakur

My one mission, free mama of her addiction

while spreading my message throughout the nation

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while spreading my message throughout the nation

Pulsing through my heart pure greatness in the midst of facing oppression

A common lesson of my adolescence that they reject change

Put chains on our brain so we can't thank pass a bottle of liquor or brew

Tarnishing my name with claims that I'm wrongfully influencing the youth

as if they can't see the truth that lies behind the chalk lines

a brother that looks just like me and you SLAIN by the corrupted police

my head to the sky, I close my eyes and pray for a way to push pass this!

Trapped in the madness, I'm dashing fast. They want me to CRASH OUT!

Gotta watch my back!

Yet I'm not knowing they infiltrated my team

My own Comrades tried to do me in

In the pursuit of fifteen minutes of pleasure from a trick beggin' for a pic

In the pursuit of fifteen minutes of pleasure from a trick beggin' for a pic

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got me tossin' rocks at the pen'

They attempt to slander my reputation with rape allegations

Now it seems my battles extend further than some racist pigs

I see the walls closing in

yet even when nihgas try to wet me up, hos try to set me up

I remain resilient

Hoping my message help the ghetto youth

open your eyes, see there's more to livin' than drugs and killin'

Tho we all come from a different mother, you're still a ken of mine

It don't matter if you're brown, black or white, we all come from 1 Nation

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 16, 2023 ⏰

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