Jealous cowards try to control
They distort what we say
Try and stop what we do
When they can't do it themselves
We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us it's no use
Society's arms
Think they're smart
I find satisfaction in what they lack
We are born with a chance
I am gonna have my chance
Rise above, Rise above....
We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us it's no use
Society's arms
Think they're smart
I find satisfaction in what they lack
We are born with a chance
I am gonna have my chance
Rise above
Rise above
Rise above