The Rose That Grew From Concrete

…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 its will to reach the sun.
Well, we are the rose – this is the concrete – and these are
my damaged petals…

~Tupac

Me and a Gun

5 a.m.
Friday morning, Thursday night
Far from sleep
I’m still up and drivin’
Can’t go home obviously

So I’ll just change direction
‘Cause they’ll soon know where I live
And I wanna live
Got a full tank and some chips

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
And I sang, “Holy holy” as he buttoned down his pants

You can laugh, it’s kinda funny
The things you think at times like these
Like I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this

Yes, I wore a slinky red thing
Does that mean I should spread
For you, your friends
Your father, Mr. Ed?

It’s me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven’t seen Barbados so I must get out of this

I know what this means
Me and Jesus a few years back
Used to hang
And he said, “It’s your choice, babe
Just remember”

I don’t think, you’ll be back
In 3 days time so you choose well
Tell me what’s right
Is it my right to be on my stomach
Of Fred’s Seville

It’s me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven’t seen Barbados so I must get out of this

And do you know Carolina
Where the biscuits are soft and sweet?
These things that go through your head
When there’s a man on your back
And you’re pushed flat on your stomach
It’s not a classic Cadillac

It’s me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven’t seen Barbados so I must get out of this
I haven’t seen Barbados so I must get out of this

I Am Not A Pretty Girl

I am not a pretty girl, that is not what I do
I ain't no damsel in distress and I don't need to be rescued
So, so put me down, punk, wouldn't you prefer a maiden fair?
Isn't there a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere?

I am not an angry girl but it seems like I've got everyone fooled
Every time I say something they find hard to hear
They chalk it up to my anger and never to their own fear
And imagine you're a girl just trying to finally come clean
Knowing full well they'd prefer you were dirty and smiling
And I am sorry but I am not a maiden fair
And I am not a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere

And generally my generation wouldn't be caught dead
Working for the man and generally I agree with them
Trouble is you gotta have yourself an alternate plan
And I have earned my disillusionment, I have been working all of my life
And I am a patriot, I have been fighting the good fight

And what if there are no damsels in distress
What if I knew that and I called your bluff
Don't you think every kitten figures out how to get down
Whether or not you ever show up?I am not a pretty girl
I don't really want to be a pretty girl
I want to be more than a pretty girl