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