Rising of the Ghetto - Ryan Bingham

Can you hear the sound, of footsteps gather round?

Loud and clear, been going round here for years

From land to the sea, from shackle to city streets

They struggle and strike, troubling through day and night

Two colors of skin, who stand here to all join in

Among the crowd, say all loud

The time is now, for the rising

Of the ghetto

For the rising, of the ghetto

There’s no turning around, we will never be put down

Alive and well, we have not the time to fear

It’s here and it’s real, for all who can see and feel

To speak up for truth, to speak up for me and you

Time and again, it ways for us to join in

Among the crowd, say out loud

The time is now, for the rising

Of the ghetto

For the rising, of the ghetto

Well it’s been a long time, here on the wrong side

Running from flashlights, in alleys on dark nights

Watching the home team

And keep us at arm’s reach, in case there’s a war to feed in

And it’s been the same around here, for years

And everybody’s tired of the fellows

Who try to make it hard, to live, around here

Get ready for the rising of the ghetto, whoa