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Get Up, Get Out!

[Verse One]
Night is his life, devoid of all light
Haters tellin’ him he won’t win the fight
So give up trying, those living here end up dying
The world ain’t an ally, it’s an enemy without a name
What a terrible life, tell the Lord, place the blame
Sin runs rampant in his neck of the woods
Mothers prostituting, fathers leaving their goods
Brothers of another mother pop a cap at one other
Streets flood with blood, stained for eternity
Nobody cares about the human fraternity

[Bridge]
But when all looked lost, he pushed back
Got away from the torture, got his life on track
Unlike his childhood friends, he’s gettin’ paid legit
Walking freely without chains locked around his feet
He still has his scars, but holds no more wounds
Laughable he thinks are the grudges from the hood

[Chorus]
The colour of your skin might tell me who your friends are
But who ever said you had to act like a stereotype?
Livin' in the hood don't mean you're destined to be a failure
Get up, get out, succeed you just might
People live in disarray, makin' excuses for the status quo
Succumbing to the harsh realities of being an average Joe
Don't let opportunity knock; knock on opportunity's door
Get up, get out, winning's what you live for

[Verse Two]
A blanket of despair ruled over the land
But she was an oasis emanating in the sand
Schools were overcrowded and limited her education
But to some it didn’t matter, few were alive on graduation
No role models around to motivate or admire
Everyone was too busy hatin’ to spark and inspire
Walls graffitied, gangs competed, hope defeated
Pennies the root of strife, a dollar was worth a human life
Meaningless vengeance dictated human thought
A vicious cycle of hatred in the town the world forgot

[Bridge]
Her mother sold her body, but she made a better choice
Took her talents to Idol and showed off her amazing voice
Now she’s making millions selling music full of soul
Her top hit’s a song about a woman with a goal
Her daughter loves her more for being the person she’s become
Escaped the poverty and the ninnies of the New York slum

[Chorus]
The colour of your skin might tell me who your friends are
But who ever said you had to act like a stereotype?
Livin' in the hood don't mean you're destined to be a failure
Get up, get out, succeed you just might
People live in disarray, makin' excuses for the status quo
Succumbing to the harsh realities of being an average Joe
Don't let opportunity knock; knock on opportunity's door
Get up, get out, winning's what you live for

[Verse Three]
This boy walks to school with a chip on his shoulder
Thinks he’s got nothin’ to lose so he carries a pistol in his holster
Rain dripping, addicts sipping, friends rifting
Kids stealing, inmates appealing, rapists feeling
Every corner of the block’s got a dealer or a hooker
The city is in shambles, corruption an invisible odour
Even the mayor’s got a list of crimes he went to jail for
But today, shot in the back was his best friend
He learned it the hard way, his hood life had to end
Mistakes he had made, but please let judgment pass
He’s still a human being who deserves a second chance

[Bridge]
Even in the night sky exists some shining stars
And when the world collapses on you, let Atlas be a crutch, if you must
Take a look in the mirror, love what you see
‘Cause you’re gonna be a someone if you strive thoroughly
An adverse city full of adversity taught you valuable life lessons
Get some grit, have no fear, decide with firm conviction

[Chorus]
The colour of your skin might tell me who your friends are
But who ever said you had to act like a stereotype?
Livin' in the hood don't mean you're destined to be a failure
Get up, get out, succeed you just might
People live in disarray, makin' excuses for the status quo
Succumbing to the harsh realities of being an average Joe
Don't let opportunity knock; knock on opportunity's door
Get up, get out, winning's what you live for
Get up, get out!

(I've written many songs before, although the lyrics are not accompanied with a beat. If you are a professional song writer or singer and want these lyrics, please request them and we can make arrangements).

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