Rise Up (feat. Wretch 32)

Read between the lines of the pages in life

Seek and you will find the truth

It's time to realise, open your eyes

There's so much more that we can do, ay

We need to rise up, rise

Make your mind up

Pull our people from the gutter

We need to rise up, rise

Make your mind up before time's up

Yes, you must choose, ay

Rise up

Yeah

Make your mind up

Make your mind up before time's up

Yes, you must choose, yeah

These are pressing times

Streets filled with depressing vibes

I've been here before, it ain't the first or the second time

Never mind

Breathe deep and we energise

Read between the lines, I don't believe what is televised

New suits, crooked ties, evil crooked minds

Fear got my belly full of butterflies, run and hide

Racism in the nation

Dad's black and my mother's white

I see the world like I'm a colourblind

England raised me since I was a baby

Hooligans and pub fights, swingers on a daily

Poverty in areas where nobody escapes

Nobody saved me

Nothing ever sweet, nor was it savoury

Mixed race, mixed heritage and mixed opinion

Dysfunctional upbringing turned into brilliance

Living in this world, all you really have is hope and resilience

Read between the lines of the pages in life

Seek and you will find the truth

It's time to realise, open your eyes

There's so much more that we can do, ay

We need to rise up, rise

Make your mind up

Pull our people from the gutter

We need to rise up, rise

Make your mind up before time's up

Yes, you must choose, ay

It's kind of hard to rise from the high-rise flats

When the only way is down 'less you rhyme grime rap

Tryna redefine black, tryna bridge the mind gap

My train of thought brought everyone to the ball

What's the main difference between the rich and the poor?

You either stay wishing or you risk the reward

So I sold tickets, then they kicked in my door

Now I sell tickets, get a kick out of tour

And, of course, rolling with my bros that my mother mined from the mud

Had to take my genna out the genocide, current form

We became the plugs when the lecky died, metaphor

Now you see the rose from terrace rise from the thorns

When the devil calls, grab him by the horns

It's a war tryna find support

There's no lessons taught

For the funds I'm pushing the stuff just to get to school

Told my mum two packs on her son, Afeni Shakur

It's kinda deep when you're getting

Overlooked like we didn't pave the road all of this time

All the people that went to war fi get our rights

We go rise, not fall

We need to rise up, rise

Make your mind up

Pull our people from the gutter

We need to rise up, rise

Make your mind up before time's up

Yes, you must choose, ay