Lyrics:
by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took
him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of 'em pull through, but one didn't, son's finished
You took
Can I live was my hustlin' way to live
Niggas movin just to do it, don't know what profit margin is
Oh you just tryin' to get a lick to take a pic
the concrete jungle
If you found stumbling then they pull up right around yo' bumper
And make you run it all
For no reason like Forest Gump and get the gun
Knows I wasn't Ready To miss ya
From The Cracks Of Concrete comes the rodes we started out
On the Concrete where crack and we rose far
We let things
when Pac said, "The concrete grows a rose"
motives flow to rid life
To all who's close friend or foe victim to the system
Just another rose wilted this concrete rose
Lost in the cost of we all reap
a swimming pool
How do these turtles balance
Themselves amidst the chaos of
Eternity? Reminds me of the
Rose that grew from a crack in
The concrete, growing
walls of hate and save your peers from their own confusion
Be sure the revolution is televised
Make the roses grow again
Make the roses grow again
Make
to live
You so afraid to say how you feel
You'd rather keep it all to yourself
I called to say your love's my garden
Promise this rose still grows through
days as they go by
Have brought me birds that don't fly
So tell me that you don't cry
The world's asleep
My pain grows deep
Ten thousand million
the zone (yeah)
Anyway the sky is blue
I'm lost and I aint got a clue
Don't matter tho, I'm stuck on go
Spending time, I'm bound to grow
They be crowding me
you and me
I'll be there by your side
For the rest of our lives
For the rest of our lives
She want a bag
That is gucci
She doesn't want rose
But fendi
fucking Well
These niggas they cotton
Pillow marshmallow
I'm too concrete
Bitch I'm to shell
We got the gas for the low
But the za for high
93 unleaded
My
family
Not understanding the destiny, had they planned for me?
If I have kids, will I live to see 'em grow?
Though I don't know
I live the life
family
Not understanding the destiny, had they planned for me?
If I have kids, will I live to see 'em grow?
Though I don't know
I live the life
rappin'-ass niggas wanna work for me
Now picture me standin' on somebody block tryin' to rock
I drop bombs and niggas see me with that dough by eight o'clock
do
Kicking down a crooked street
She plays one mean game
Hearts and clubs and spades
Flip a coin on the cold concrete
A hole lives in her smile
Where
AND CONCRETE STONES...
BLACK ROSES BY PILES OF POOP...
WHILE PEOPLE LOOT...
AND, THEY ALL STANDIN IN THE STREET JUST READY TO SHOOT...
WHERE MY DOGG AT...
around
But it's you I'm needing
Blxck Roses Grow In Concrete When I'm Bleeding
Yeah yeah
I've been taking these perks for so long I've seen the Holy
by an accident
Baby girl born free till she sees…
Fear of the foreigner on internet forums
I furrow my brow
Burrow our past
Rummage around till I see…
Aye check this out
They say to live forever you got to start living
My cousin called say twin Man y’all gotta go harder
These streets ain’t for no
Acquired his knowledge from the streets
Makaveli, 2Pac Shakur
Was the rose that grew from concrete
America's most complete artist, regardless
One
am I supposed to feel?
How am I supposed to chill?
I live in pain shedding tears for all the grief that I have to deal with
Surrounded by silence
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