Read between the lines of the pages in life
Seek and you will find the truth
Yeah yeah
Time to realise, open your eyes
There's so much more we can do

We need to rise up, rise
Make your mind up
Pull our people from the gutter
We need to rise up
Make your mind up, before times up, yes you must choose
Rise up
Make your mind up
Make your mind up, before times up, yеs you must choose

These arе pressing times
Streets filled with depressing vibes
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
Dads black and my mothers 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
Yeah yeah
Time to realise, open your eyes
There's so much more we can do

We need to rise up, rise
Make your mind up
Pull our people from the gutter
We need to rise up
Make your mind up, before times up, yes you must choose
Rise up
Make your mind up
Make your mind up, before times up, yes you must choose

It's kind of hard to rise from the high rise flats
When the only was is down when you rhyme grime rap
Trying to redefine black, trying to bridge the mind gap
My train of thought brought everyone to the ball
What's the main difference between he rich and the poor
You either stay wishing or risk the reward
So I sold tickets, then they kicked in my door now the sell tickets
Get a kick out off tour and of course rolling with my bros
That my mother mined from the mud
Had to take the gena 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 paint the road all of this time
All the people that went to far ah fi alright
We're gon' rise and fall
We need to rise up, rise
Make your mind up
Pull our people from the gutter
We need to rise up
Make your mind up, before times up, yes you must choose
Rise up
Make your mind up
Make your mind up, before times up, yes you must choose