[Dialek Dubai]
(Chorus)
We all we got, put our minds together we can make more/
Make love, make war, no telling whats in store/
When we got, our minds together, we can change law/
Defy physics, rewrite Guinness world records across shores/
When We Got, control of our minds, in due time/
We'll all realize that we're connected and divine/
But We Got, a generation victim of stagnation/
We witnessing the last, as it pass, Who win the races?/
[PHIA]
(Verse 1)
While we combining intellect, trying to unify a nation/
They controlling our minds, with television and hatred/
With undermining gayness, in family shows/
And population control, getting out of control/
Chemicals in the food, diseases get introduced/
And its all by chance, but, all you got is you/
Have faith in what you believe, and trust in what you can see/
Stay in tune with the universe, exercising your chi/
Contemplating on things to be, overlooking the speculation/
With our eyes to the sky, our minds in elevation/
While spirit ascends, into different hemispheres/
And crossing these global planes, we plotting to make a change/
While they shining for blood diamonds, glistening from gold-miners/
Induging in weakness, in materialistic times/
We unifying the nation, one mind at a time/
Cause at the end of the day, man (We All We Got)/
[Dialek Dubai]
(Chorus)
We all we got, put our minds together we can make more/
Make love, make war, no telling whats in store/
When we got, our minds together, we can change law/
Defy physics, rewrite Guinness world records across shores/
When We Got, control of our minds, in due time/
We'll all realize that we're connected and divine/
But We Got, a generation victim of stagnation/
We witnessing the last, as it pass, Who win the races?/
[Dialek Dubai]
(Verse 2)
In the new world, like a step-son/
Child of the ghetto, what seems to be America/
Looked up to Pharoahs, with Kingpins in my area/
3rd eye on the sparrow, channeling nutrients from Africa/
Huh, they got us closing our aperture/
But they ain't fucking with no amateurs/
Nope, the resurrection of our leaders/
We lead them like a lion, to the food, like hyenas/
Passing the game, like a cheetah, with more stripes than a zebra/
The struggle keep you troublesome, humble from the struggle/
Young, running wild, on the prowl, UnTamed without a care/
Lessons learned, make it all seem clear/
Cycles of life, bring sunshine, rain/
But the tree keep growing, one thing that'll never change/
No matters whose in the race, until the last days/
[Oro Malan: Verse 3]
