[Verse 1]
Close your bible homie
Don't try to sell me shit
If you ain't telling me how to get money
Then don't tell me shit
The streets raised me watching Belly, reading Machiavelli
So all that power of Christ compels me don't compel me
Shit, got bills due, got pipe leaks, got mildew
Gotta keep up being that real dude
You abandoned that but I still do it
There's a good chance that I might not be around to say good morning
But if God comes then at least I had one helluva performance, we are!

[Hook]
We are we are
We are, we are
We are, we are, we are
A generation, a generation of
A generation, a generation of
A generation of know it alls
Know it alls, know it all know it alls (4x)

[Verse 2]
Calling me a realist, have you seen this face?
If I left it up to chance would I be this way?
If I believed in cynics like me would I be the same?
If I believed in it being us unseen would I be afraid?
Please! This is my work and dedication
Dead asleep with deprivation, get a seat and dead your hatred
Only reason I reason is to exceed my limitations
Call me genius, my genius without collegiate education
This a black man in America
Tap dancing for that chance to see them cats stand for your character
Black hair with a closed fist trying to advance from that area
Homesteads gotta stand up, gotta man up for a fair chance
Gotta square up, gotta square dance
Gotta increase your stamina, youngin' was our role model
Thought he sounding on corner, grab every bottle of cold bottle
Call it however you call it
Call us fallen, misguided, retarded
But we denied it, we talked it and we decide it, we are!
[Hook]

[Bridge]
Rolling, rolling, rolling stone
Pack your bags and come back home
Come back home

[Outro]