Songtext zu 'Rise' von Lecrae

I know it's difficult, but
You know, the odds really are in our favour, man

Things just ain't the same for gangsters
The whole world 's changed, everybody's a stranger
These young dude's running around, saying they bangers
Quit the law bangers, the click and bang yah"
And I done seen too many teens chasing their dreams
End up blood in, contaminated and feening
And I didn't lean on any words that he said
Or She said, we said, look at him, he dead
See, we ain't ever know Martin Luther the King
Most of us probably couldn't tell you much about his dream
We like malcom x, cause" spike made a movie
With his arms stretched up with the AK's and uzzy's
So excuse me, You tryna" connect to, a whole generation is raised by gangsters
Who probably never knew pops, had Tupac
And all boom box, chilling in our tube socks
And plus Dre' taught how to roll a 64
And Snoop Dogg taught us how to roll a sticky drow
So if they wanna reach us with Jesus
They gotta do better than some screaming preachers
Cuz homie, we don't believe ya, we've seen grandmas,
Raw bodies, cold knees with heels
So we're skeptical, it's easier to believe
That there's a Heaven for a thug then to mess with you
It's hard to rise

Listen to the melody
Because we're together

Ay, shout out to Ninth wonder, now you ain't gotta ask
We both know the same page like a paragraph
And all music ain't the target of discussion
But it seems the radio has got it fine in playin' substance
Listen, partner, they're lying to us, they're selling pies to us
They teach us how to be gang bangers and nine shooters
I've been where you've been, seen what you've seen
Group up with old dawg, looking mean on the screen
When Nas was street dreamin, Biggy was still breathin
And the cash ruled everything around me, creamin
The folks tryin' make the hood life a good life
While they in the 'burbs wishing us a good night
And some rappers teach us how to jam, check them
But I still ain't heard a song about being movie directors
We ain't your hood, man, we've been where you've been
Been stabbed, been shot, been been in the 'pen
Difference is now when we picked up the pen
We articulate how God has made us all better man
I'm a college graduate, yes I got to be role models
With daughters who do not inspire to be pole models
You are not what the media impose on you
God made you and he rose for you
So you rise