Rise Above

[Chorus/Hook:]

Some days [?]

A change has to got to come

Got to rise above it all for

We'll rise, yea I know

[Verse 1: Astro]

Its hard to walk these city streets

Paranoia got the best of the youngin'

Most of my childhood friends arrested

Rest of them ducking

Or doing nothing

I stay off the blocks we played on

Adore these tracks, I box daily like Avon

They running like Omar coming, this ain't The Wire

Still cats carry their cannons like Mariah

I struggle today, then ball tomorrow

I'm dedicated, the charts is minor

This minor try son the legislation

And be above all, F' the world

I bust off, I see many but compared to less

I'm [?] so duck

Grind hard for the bucks

Like [?] and [?]

I'm the one hit wonder, you stuck with him

See get the loot, like its 92' after the Rodney case

I'm razor sharp on every chain

But I don't watch karate tapes

They looked at me and said, "He little, B, yo he probably based."

I spit a verse, they noticed that is not the case

I'm all they need

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Astro]

Going all over the globe

You wouldn't get far with this rapping is what I was told

Now I be touching they souls

Packing up shows with young and the old

You fiending to roll?

Stop

You ain't see my vision

Retired from the Bull like Scottie Pippen

Now I'm in the kitchen cooking up heaters

On Twitter, followed by leaders

They watching, birds clocking

Its my time in this game

I entered the stage like Black Moon Say

So get your Smith and Wesson

And buck a shot for this youngin' thats reppin'

8 seconds is lessen by this adolescent

I got that organic, alienated real

For all planets

They tried to stop what made sense for dollar flow

Added [?] still a cat padding like Calicoe

I keep it original, dog, strictly for the city

Still trying make more bands than P. Diddy

But I ain't with the faking, you better recognize

Like Sam Sneed, without a doubt I am what y'all need

So check your need

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Dessy Hinds]

Ugh huh...you already...

Inner stardom's never born

Unless its scorned by every lesson in disguise

With digesting worthy progressive verses numbers in the pies

Its only three eyes on the prize possession

Tell em' niggas better hol' they weapons

In y'all sections for this rap precinct that won't witness protection

Opening sentences hoping these sentences could block cells

On Brooklyn blocks well

'Till they can't reach him like the top shelf

Cause every letter bound to hit em with a hot spell

On the dot, until its red hot

And every art already touch arteries till' tec's drops

That IllMindedChild pop outta tracks until your neck pop

Commitment to the page is on stage in limited wedlock

And the knots is tied to get more than 2 Chainz just for your dreadlock

And every flame regains 'till your memory set up headlocks

And its gone...

[Hook:]