The Rose that Grew from Concrete by Detroit Leprechaun Lyrics

A diamond among the rough
The crowning jewel that brought love
I would wake up every morning and I'd ask myself,
"Is this life worth living, should I blast myself?"
Every hand movement brought me closer to death
But where wrong runs rampant, salvation tokes breath
The rose that grew from concrete is that which lacks thorns
The rose blushes when adored, and I wonder what she sees in me
I couldn't believe a miracle would reach this spiritual
Pools of joy flow in your holy presence, you've knighted this peasant
Because, girl, you are the best thing in my world
And I would be so honored to call you my girl