Not Another Statistic
Can I get a Revolution
For we are the Revolution
It's that time
our time, to show those people
The people who said we would never be something in life.
The people who said we were all gang bangers, drug dealers, baby carriers,
high school drop outs and more.
Ignorant, dumb, careless, junkies.
Jail birds-- all too dedicated to “the life” of the ghettos.
All because we are of young black or Latino heritage.
But I'll have you know
we are not the future generation
We are the now GENERATION!
I'm tired of being told
that I wont amount to anything in life
that I will end up working at a Burger King
Or that I will drop out of high school by the time I'm 16
Who are you to tell me what I am going to be
Are you God, No
“Well according to the statistics, your next in line to walk down the street with a baby carriage.”
Who me?
I don't believe so.
The statistics may show the general population
But it doesn't show that increasing group of teens
Ready to set those bar graphs straight
I've lived in the city my whole life
Yes, I am of African American or Latino heritage
Why should that dictate my future
I will reach into the depths of my soul
and proclaim my freedom
I will declare that I am not just another statistic
but a hard worker, ready to declare
that even a statistic can't stop me from shining.
Listen up my brothers and sisters
No matter white, black, red, or yellow
Blue, orange, purple or green,
We stick together, no matter the differences.
Keep your head up
To show the enemy you're not giving up
Give a smile
To prove to those rude selfish people
that you're not the same
Be confident
Because what you're doing is important
Tell the monsters in your closet and under the bed
They can come out now
Because you are not afraid to do what's right anymore
Make a phone call to hell
not to reserve a place in that burning furnace
But to tell the devil "Here's your credit card, cancel the order you had to end my dream of being at a high level education, and my dreams of being who I am."
Stand up and show everyone who's boss.
Remember those people who told you
that you would never be anything in life?
prove to them that you are capable of
switching from Urban to Corporate measures
pay attention to yourself, and your goals
not to the outsiders that try to bring you down.
And when you make it big
and they're walking into your office asking YOU
for a favor
remind them that they told you
that you'd never make it that far
Never forget your past or where you came from
Never forget the events that led you to your current state of being
Because you're going to need it
to fuel the fire in you begging for change.
And when it's over
you're going to need it to help the other children get through when they can no longer
when they get tired, of this stereotypical world
and want to end it
Tell them put down that knife, gun, rope, and bottle of pills.
If I made it, you can make it too, and here's why...
You can get that college education
You can be that scientist who cures cancer,
the next inventor, that famous ball player or designer
Use your skills to become great there is none that is too little too small
They all deserve to shine.
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