[Verse 1]
Shadow of the Most High, wings of the divine,
Promises ancient, still holdin' the line.
Fist raised, but not to strike kin—
Let’s build kingdoms, not break within.
Politicians playin’ chess with our souls,
Pawns in the game, they collectin' tolls.
We march for freedom, but freedom ain't sold—
Generational wealth, that's the real gold.
[Prechorus]
The shield and the buckler, truth is my cover,
Why fight each other when we all got brothers?
[Chorus]
Stand as one, under the sun,
Stop the fightin’, the buildin’ begun.
Generation strong, pass it along,
Together we rise, that’s where we belong.
[Verse 2]
Psalm 91, we dwell in the shelter,
But why break the bonds when we could be welter?
Houses we own, dreams we share,
Stop feedin' them lies, let’s repair.
Politicians want votes, we give 'em control,
They eatin’ caviar while we fillin' the hole.
Why trade our power for promises hollow?
Buildin' tomorrow, that’s the motto.