Rise

I've been there before, I'm right here now
And everything happened before, it's happening right now
Chains got us tripping every time the sun rises
We rise to see the pain in our eyes

Nation is broken, we rise, it's not a curse neither a culture
We just gotta act right, yeah, yeah, uh, we just gotta hit right
Third lamentation speaks of my life
Believe me, I don't wanna preach, I'm not a chaplain

But life got me fucked up, thought it's mandatory
Got some questions with no answers, story of my life
Even the chain rested on me, I'm a prisoner with no hope
No other places to call home, I needed a figure

Unfortunately, no one to follow, thought process
My spirit got more depressed, my enemies are united
To hold carnival terror, I dealt with this before
Trust me, I know about the era

I stagger as I walk, stone walls block me wherever
Trapped with this chain, somebody come save my soul
The lord's unfailing, love and mercy still behold
I bow in submission, for there may still be hope

It brings me sorrows, so I dash my drink up, they flash away
It brought me this hope, it broke the hardest chains in the game
It's a celebration, homie, it's a celebration, homie
Chains got us tripping every time the sun rises

We rise, who sees the pain in our eyes
Nation is broken, we rise
It's not a caste, neither a culture, we just gotta act right
Yeah, we just gotta act right

Chains got us tripping every time the sun rises
We rise, to see the pain in our eyes
Nation is broken, we rise
It's not a caste, neither a culture, we just gotta act right

Yeah, we just gotta act right
Touch is an expression, reflecting to my pain
Praying to God to grant me peace, to accept things that cannot change
Life balances itself, you smile, prepare to cry

Uncomfortable, that shit feels like deja vu
Victories don't feel like victories without excruciating pain
You feel the pain in my voice when the paper meets the pen
I'm not a preacher, my intuition tells me my verse's feeling dope

Forever balling, celebration, we defeated the rope
Yeah, we pressing while we make it spin, it's better on the floor
We on it high now, we ain't switching lanes, we just on the flow
Even foes who sent fire, that burnt against our way

We squashing them like grapes in a wine press, we just on the low
We put you off, yeah, uh, we put you off
After all the shit I went through, losing ain't nothing to stop trying
In it for the wins, motive to sine up is to keep in heil

Keep shining, raise the torch like a statue of liberty
On the captain's seat, steering ship to the right direction
We ball and make it work, point I'm making is to get shit done
Reality check, who fucks with negative vibes, I ain't with it

False and fake testimonies, we ain't with it
We spit the truth and deal with hate that comes with it
It's a package