[Verse 1: Branko]
I grab the song and hold it prouder when my soul is going sour
But we still keep the power with the gold Cauliflower
They don't get to notice, their generation's left hopeless-
Like if d**h approaches, ain't got time to smell the roses!
They don't focus, and taken away from a nourished mind
I'm blurry-eyed cause just a couple weeks ago my man Puric died
All troublesome, bunning with punks to pull the gun
Try to fool the sun but you're young, dumb and full of cum
You gotta learn to bring the flavour like a good chef:
They neighbourhood's messed from following criminal footsteps
Until they run's done, they soul jumps up above us!
Even though you shove much, I still show you love but
Sometimes you gotta get back up
They say, "Sometimes the pain just follows the act up."
So don't need to fight with executions, tryn'a hide your restitution
Gotta find the best solution in your line of evolution...
[Hook: Evita Koné]
We bound to stumble, yeah we can fumble
Don't mean you'll crumble, cause we can get back up
(We get back up)
Keep the light up, we gotta rise up
So we can wise up
Stay humble when the ground rumbles, in times of struggle
So we can get back up
Time for the realization that the power lies in the new generation
[Verse 2: Dr Koul]
Used, forsaken, abused - frustration
Views from manipulation confuse the situation
Indoctrination has blocked the nation from the truth
Stop hating, it's not too late to choose greatness
You got Blues? So did the ancients
Be patient: it's hard being the new generation
Be rude, undo the rules, use innovation
Things changed since nuclear proliferation!
Picking it up and living in love, there's really enough vibrations
So giving a f**, when living is tough, is more than a proclamation.
And helping a brother who's stuck in the rough is all that we've got
The battle is God and Satan
We've got to be strong through illness inoculation
Perspiration, meditation, end the hesitation
It's a revelation: For slavery, reparations!
No laying blame, playing games, this is education
Generations change... it's just fate's respiration
[Guitar Solo: Erwan Valazza]
[Hook: Evita Koné]
We bound to stumble, yeah we can fumble
Don't mean you'll crumble, cause we can get back up
(We get back up)
Keep the light up, we gotta rise up
So we can wise up
Stay humble when the ground rumbles, in times of struggle
So we can get back up
Time for the realization that the power lies in the new generation
[Verse 3: Evita Koné]
All my people won't you stand up and unite?
We're all God's children and we don't even know why we fight
We swimmin' in an endless pool of information
They call you foolish but you should refuse it
Cause you're the new generation
I got love to give you but the question is
"What will you do with it?"
Would you keep it?
Or throw it in my face and say that you are through with it?
We need appreciation of differentiation
To start the germination of the new generation
We need appreciation (appreciation)
Of differentiation (differentiation)
To start the germination (germination)
Of the new generation