[male
vocals] (
Ayy,
yoh)
From
the
dust
of
the
streets,
we
dey
rise
Look
into
the
future,
keep
your
eyes
on
the
prize
Yeah,
we
hustle,
we
grind,
we
never
stay
down
Watch
the
kings
and
the
queens
take
over
the
town
Early
morning
sun
hitting
on
the
red
brick
wall
We
wake
up
with
the
faith
that
we
never
gonna
fall
Hard
times
in
the
ghetto,
yeah,
the
road
is
so
long
But
every
step
I
take,
I
turn
it
into
a
song
Carry
the
nshima,
steady
on
the
pace
Chasing
the
glory,
winning
the
race
From
the
Copperbelt
shine
to
the
Lusaka
light
We
walking
out
of
shadow,
moving
into
the
sight
Oh,
the
ghetto
life
is
rising,
watch
us
touch
the
sky
With
a
heart
full
of
fire,
we
don’
t
ever
ask
why
We
dream
of
the
greatness,
we
build
it
with
our
hands
Writing
our
story
in
these
Zambian
lands
Yeah,
we
rise,
we
rise,
nothing
gonna
stop
the
motion
Stronger
than
the
tide
of
the
deep
blue
ocean
Used
to
walk
in
the
rain
with
the
holes
in
the
sole
Now
I’
m
aiming
for
the
target,
I’
m
claiming
the
goal
My
mama
told
me
'son,
keep
your
head
to
the
heat'
Now
I
see
the
victory
standing
right
on
the
street
No
time
for
the
boza,
no
time
for
the
hate
I’
m
writing
my
name
on
the
doors
of
the
gate
Natotela
for
the
struggle,
it
made
me
the
man
Moving
with
the
vision,
following
the
plan
Oh,
the
ghetto
life
is
rising,
watch
us
touch
the
sky
With
a
heart
full
of
fire,
we
don’
t
ever
ask
why
We
dream
of
the
greatness,
we
build
it
with
our
hands
Writing
our
story
in
these
Zambian
lands
Yeah,
we
rise,
we
rise,
nothing
gonna
stop
the
motion
Stronger
than
the
tide
of
the
deep
blue
ocean
Mwaiseni
to
the
future,
look
at
where
we
have
been
Rising
from
the
dust,
yeah,
the
beauty
is
seen
Ifwe,
we
the
people,
we
carry
the
light
Burning
in
the
darkness,
making
it
bright
So
keep
the
faith,
brother,
don't
let
the
fire
die
If
you
see
a
mountain,
you
reach
for
the
high
We
are
the
diamonds
hidden
in
the
soil
Turning
the
pressure
into
the
gold
from
the
toil
Oh,
the
ghetto
life
is
rising,
watch
us
touch
the
sky
With
a
heart
full
of
fire,
we
don’
t
ever
ask
why
We
dream
of
the
greatness,
we
build
it
with
our
hands
Writing
our
story
in
these
Zambian
lands
Yeah,
we
rise,
we
rise,
nothing
gonna
stop
the
motion
Stronger
than
the
tide
of
the
deep
blue
ocean
Yeah,
we
rising,
ghetto
to
the
top
Never
gonna
give
in,
never
gonna
stop (
Ayy,
yoh)
We
rise,
we
rise
Keep
the
light
shining,
Zambia!
Yeah,
we
gone.