Kevin, get up! Kevin, get up! Okay mom, I'm gettin' up, I'm gettin' up You were out late last night, weren't you? Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah Well, you're getting up and going to school anyway! OK, alright Mom I'm gettin' up, I'm up sh**, I'm late! Another day begins And ghetto activities move in So my godly conscience kicks in Liquid dreams, the money-making schemes, (Hey yo yo yo, what's your name, what's your name?) the drug deals, and the blood that spills
The cars ignore social ills It's got me wishin' I was Dorothy But if I was to click my shoes and open my eyes, y'all know where I'd be? Right here, in the same damn city So what choice do I have? Well, I can laugh, or I can cry I can fall, or I can rise I can live, or I can die The bottom line, is that that choice is mines