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 A Rose That Grew From The Concrete |
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by Robert Ulises Gracia rug1@cornell.edu
Verse 1: Roses, dropping the fastest, over closed caskets Of my people adapted to moving backwards It's like the marriage of light before death advances The chances are given in this life that we're living Growing up poverty stricken Now I'm seeing visions Of my mother dying right before my eyes Got me firing at the sky asking the lord why My father gotta keep busting his ass Just to get that quick cash Knowing it won't last long enough to relax his hands But still he stays no matter how the days change Brought me to a man, know I understand my ma's pain I'll never turn away hold her in my arms and take her hurt away From her heart and her vertebrae Give my mother another chance to dance with her father While my pops stands with his brother for hours Seeing flowers growing out the cracks in the pavement Placed in a world not its own struggling to make it The blood in the roots produce such a strange fragrance. Verse 2 Facing a felony one to three Brought me back to the streets The first time I saw a man die Shot dead in front of me Think back when I was young And I shot my first gun The first time dad put hands on mom I wanted to kill'em Memories of Petey And how his life was taken And left my sister on the sofa For days shaken Chasing after visions Had my mind conflicted Almost ended in prison Cause of a racist Trying to trap me in the system But still I survive Almost died when I heard my brother tried To lose his life to suicide So I ride for my little man Cuz we the same inside fam is fam And if beef comes understand Let the Lord know They forced my hand. Verse 3 Staring at the footprints in the sand Felt abandoned not carried Holding this cannon Living by any means necessary God and I used to be close But now it's like we don't speak So I hold my heat at night Just in case we ever meet And I'm a ask him Straight up why the fuck Did he take away So many people we loved At an early age Why I can't see my niece or nephew play Why can't my parent's pain be erased For this day and age I feel like I'm trapped in a cage So I race in my car drunk Trying to maintain Gambling with my life It's such a deadly game Bring a change that is needed I'm tired of seeing my women Beaten and mistreated We family I got your back If you ever need me believe it Alone with my dogs At the crack of dawn Is when I feel most calm Or holding my Godson in my arms I can't wait till the twins are born.
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