Rise Up

Rise up, better rise up
When them demons in ya brain
Sayin' you ain't worthy of the fame
Rise up, better rise up
When them people tellin' you
That you ain't worth a penny to your name
Rise up, better rise up
When you beggin' for the change
And they look at you the same
Rise up, better rise up
When they take you in the street
When they crusin' on their beat
Rise up, better rise up
When you stuck inside a rut
Lookin' at your wrists to cut
Rise up, better rise up
When you feelin' so dark
That it bled and stained your heart
Rise up, better rise up
When you feelin' unaccomplished
And you wanna go back
Rise up, better rise up
Yeah

I accomplish the feats of the epic
I am spreadin' faster than the pandemic
An epidemic of academics in your genetics
I'm really hittin', I hope you listen to the spittin'
I ain't makin empty art
All that shit be fallin' apart, like they buildin' up a house of cards
Shatter like they shards in my yard, time to rake it up
Listen, it's the same weed
Hidden in the backyard, that's hidden in the Goyard
Man that slapped hard
Differences in pain, but we all scarred
Kids is gettin' beat by their pops in the farmyard
Same on top the boulevard
But ignorance to differences is a result of privilege
I see it my own mind, I see it all in my kind
Why they all stay so behind
Confidence in familiarity, oh the audacity
I wanna dig into their arteries
Injectin' some god damn integrity, create a singularity
Lord knows people like me thinkin' differently
Would tear a hole into the galaxy, so let me add some clarity
White people commit 55.1 percent of hate crimes
70 Percent of black Americans have experienced racism
This is 2022, people sick of old news
A new wave is overdue
We've come prepared with just a few, loaded up with 45's and 22's
Scratchin' on the 12's with the rhythm in our march
We comin' for equality across all genders
I'm the genre bender
Women still makin' less than men but we call 'em all a ten
I guess we hell bent on blockin' others ascent
All these little motherfuckers still druggin', no consent
We coming with cement, to bury all you failed semen
Leave you leakin' with good reason
We stand with the oppressed
We opened our eyes
And you could do the same, but if you don't
We'll get the fuckin' scope
Pussies



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Bellinger
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