[Verse 1: Kanye West, French Montana & Buju Banton]
Stand up united, who invited us, united us
Let's light it up, polite it up, unite it up
Stand up united, who invited us, united us
And divided us and hyped us up, the Midas touch
I want the smoke, yeah, for all that type of bluff
The real talk, fuck your song, all that hype is up
Real talk, they ain't excitin' us (Stand united)
Stand united, folders a block (Stand up)
Holdin' the block (Stand up), came from the block (Stand up)
Broke up the rock, then bought the block (Stand up)
Doin' the wap (Stand up), doin' the diddy (Stand up)
Watch how they rock (Stand up), still run the city (Prepare)
Stand united, waitin' and tell me how it feel like
Lose a billi' in real life, been thinkin' 'bout it all day (Ye)
We're waitin' 'til night, ballin' Like Phil Mike
I don't need the money, need the morals like K-Dot
My circle so small, it became a dot
Coke Boy revelations
If you're only workin' sunny days, you never reach your destination
I done been in the game twenty years and that's on Donda
I done been in the game fifteen years, please remind 'em
Got my flowers in the Rolls, it felt better in the Honda
Another ten, duckin' 12, pumpin' twelve, dodgin' beefs it was
Nothin' to respond to, they done cancelled concerts
They done cancelled concerts
Fightin' for the truth, had them cancellin' the sponsors
Talkin' all that money, what you think happened to Johnson?
They dealin' with the monsters (You dealin' with the monster)
[Chorus: SAINt JHN & Buju Banton]
Kill 'em where you are
And tell 'em that you lie
If it's sad, hold tight
My dreams comin' true and they're lost
Oh Lord, pay my debt and tell me what it's cost (Kill 'em where you are)
Stand up, stand united

[Verse 2: Buju Banton]
When good is bad, happy is sad
Great is wicked and smart is stupid, and
Black is ugly and love is murky, and
All we are is what we have
Treat we like children up against a God
Telling us when we find along racial lines, and
Police crimes and brutal times, and
Let's start the truth, oh, yeah
To all of the youths, yeah-yeah
Let's start the truth, oh, yeah

[Chorus: SAINt JHN]
Kill 'em where you are
And tell 'em that you lie
If it's sad, hold tight
My dreams comin' true and they're lost
Oh Lord, pay my debt and tell me what it's cost
Kill 'em where you are
And tell 'em that you lie
If it's sad, hold tight
My dreams comin' true and they're lost
Oh Lord, pay my debt and tell me what it's cost