Verse 1:

Tupac had a vision

Depicted in his rhythms

Of a rose that grew from concrete

From cracks spewed on the street

Through brutal honesty

He shows the new colonies

Rooted in thug philosophy

He examined new possibilities

Of how to view the lost seeds

Inhabiting these demonic streets

Wishin the violence was gonna cease

Upon their damaged petals

They managed to settle

In the caverns of the devil

The sadness dwells in this hellish

Compellin' story of morphing

Into the warrior thwarting

The dwarfing power

That swarms and towers

Made of whores and cowards

The underdogs roar with power

For little africa

So watch out when the roses blast at ye

Verse 2:

And in another of his scripts

We find another way he could've lived

In the house with his relatives

Settled down and gettin' around

Resting the crown free from the stress

But lost like spidey had forgotten the web

Talkin to his guests

With no rhymes in his head

A different perspective

He's livin and neglected

The celebrity check list

He no longer lives through the pain

As he sits unrecognised like Bruce Wayne

Checkin' the time for when he can decline

Back to his home and collect his mind

But he still recollects on the better sections

Of his life with his best friend

Whose now in the penitentiary

Maybe he'll get out eventually

And they'll drink a little hennessey

Thinkin' about the end of these

Rainy days the pain he prays

Will go away and still lives in hope of the better days

Verse 3:

And finally he witnessed a place to be free

A stage that he couldn't wait to see

When the heavens opened for thugs a vacancy

Created for the seeds

That felt closest to damaged petals and roses

Away from the depths of the hopeless

He meets his idols

The inspirations that kept his head liable

No fighting with pistols and rifles

Instead he reminisces and drinks with a smile

I often stop and think for a while

What it'd be like if he survived

If he thrived in this present day mad life

And I'm not gonna lie

Many tears I've cried

When I realise he isn't here alive

But I know that he smiles

Watchin' over us it makes me confident my soul won't get crushed

'Cuz I know he lives on through us

In thugz mansion

He gets a rush from interactin'

With the legends that long passed

And he just gets on and laughs

'Cuz he realised the pain doesn't last

And through his regiments of soldiers

His influence never lowered

The faith wouldn't get cold and blurred

'Cuz of his loyal followers

He enjoys the company heaven offers

And inside his soul the emptiness topples

And forever he shall live on in his Ghetto Gospel