They say home is where the heart is.
Brooklyn is where mine will always be.
Home of my first heartbeat, first breath, and first steps.
The cornerstone of my tenacious temperament.
Where I learned to dream my wildest dreams.
Tupac Shakur feat. Nikki Giovanni
Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's laws wrong, it learned to walk without having feet
Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams
It learned to breathe fresh air
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
When no one else even cared
You see, 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 roses - this is the concrete - and these are my damaged petals.
- Tupac Shakur