Bru-C – Rise Up Lyrics

Yeah, ayy
La-la-la
Two, two, two, yeah

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, ayy

We need to rise up, ri-i-i-ise
Make your mind up, up
Pull out people from the gutter
We need to rise up, ri-i-i-ise
Make your mind up before time's up
Yes, you must choose, ayy

Rise up
Yeah, ayy
Make your mind up
Make your mind up before time's up
Yes, you must choose, yeah, ayy

These oppressing times, streets filled with depressing vibes
I've been here before, it ain't the first or the second time
Nevermind, 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 colourblind

England raised me since I was a baby
Hooligans and pub fights, swingers on the daily
Poverty in areas where nobody escaped
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, ayy

We need to rise up, ri-i-i-ise
Make your mind up, up
Pull out people from the gutter
We need to rise up, ri-i-i-ise
Make your mind up before time's up
Yes, you must choose, ayy

It's kinda hard to rise from the high-rise flats
When the only way is down 'less you rhyme, grind, rap
Tryna redefine black, tryna bridge the mind gap
My train of thought brought everyone to the ball
What's the main difference 'tween the rich and the poor?
You either stay wishing or you risk the rewards
So I sold tickets, then they kicked in my door

Now I sell tickets, get a kick out a 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 lekky died
Metaphor, now you see the rose from the 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, her feelings should cure"
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, forget our rise
We gon' rise, not fall

We need to rise up, ri-i-i-ise
Make your mind up, up
Pull out people from the gutter
We need to rise up, ri-i-i-ise
Make your mind up before time's up
Yes, you must choose, ayy

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