Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
Q-Tip
Vocals
Phife Dawg
Vocals
Jarobi White
Vocals
Casey Benjamin
Keyboards
Chris Sholar
Guitar
Louis Cato
Bass
Can
Sampled Artist
Musical Youth
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kamaal Fareed
Songwriter
Malik Izaak Taylor
Songwriter
Jarobi White
Songwriter
Trevor Smith
Songwriter
Headley Bennett
Songwriter
Huford Benjamin Brown
Songwriter
Lloyd Ferguson
Songwriter
Robert Lyn
Songwriter
Jackie Mittoo
Songwriter
Leroy Sibbles
Songwriter
Ogilvie Fitzroy Simpson
Songwriter
Luis Alberto Spinetta
Songwriter
Damo Suzuki
Songwriter
Holger Czukay
Songwriter
Irmin Schmidt
Songwriter
Jaki Liebezeit
Songwriter
Michael Karoli
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Q-Tip
Producer
Blair Wells
Recording Engineer
Gloria Kaba
Assistant Engineer
Michael Starita
Vocal Recording Engineer
Laura Gonzalez
Assistant Engineer
Jeremy Lubsey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Roberty Kirby
Assistant Engineer
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Handle rocks with the capital G, ball on the beat
Status, Chris Paul and John Wall in the league
Grabbin' mics till the knuckles'll bleed, 'cause I believe
The potent that I'm quoting will have ya geeked like speed
If rationale is naturale or a weave it's all edges and peas
Settin' press, we on a permanent steeze
I'm in a world where my princess is Leia
And she feeling my Vader
And my lure grows greater and greater
Chemtrails droppin' poisonous vapors
Had to shake her like gator
Been trill, ****, process the data
Blu-ray, wave file, or a beta, I'll DVR for later
Kappo Masa with a G to my waiter
You can't define us, XY us, or Z us, you generational elitists
Have your chi in virtual think pieces
See, these written words are poetical science, brain's defiant
Thoughts heavy, baby, they're a major appliance
Leave a dent when drop with the flyness, fluent giant
Dude's nice, he tight, screwed in with some pliers
Cool with some buyers, yeah, ****, cool with some growers
Never know tattletales, only l don't knowers
We a show me generation, show us what you gon' show us
So listen, mami, see we could collude with a boing
Mouthpiece like Goines with a jubilant noise
Dude's rude and as useless as coins, shoot 'em boys
Versed and rehearsed in the soothin' of loins
Talk to Joey, Earl, Kendrick and Cole, gatekeepers of flow
They are extensions of instinctual soul
It's the highest in commodity grade and you could get it today
[Verse 2]
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Rules the nation
[Verse 3]
One hit and reading pages of Poe
Telly is low, cuddle bunny ready to go
Day of the dead, bury all the zombies instead
And it's just your aftermath, Busta cutting your dreads
Bruce Leein' ****, while you **** UFC
Smoke tree on ****, sizzle out your USB
Surge pricing on these Ubers, I'ma get me a cab
Yo, where Jarobi at?
Imbibing on impeccable grass
I be in NYC waiting for that law to pass
Pass shit, been waiting for a Jet's title since last
Richard Todd, Todd Bowles, gang green on that ass
Magic Mike on the mic, David Blaine, Douglas Henning
In the church of Busta Rhymes it's my sermon you're getting
Horizontal spittin', I'm the exorcist of your writtens
Don't interrupt me, ****
Sorry, that's a sin unforgiven
Like how we be skipping on beats
Like cooking crack in the kitchen
Wait
[Verse 4]
Just out the package, dry it, bag up the wet
This mad city's not a game, easy, quiet on set
Phife, student of the past, trailblazing a daze
Not acknowledging a trend or swept up in a phase
We still the highest of commodity grades and you could get it, get it, get it, get it today
[Verse 5]
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Rules the nation
[Verse 6]
This is our generation, generation, ah
This is our generation, generation, ah
This is our generation, generation, ah
Written by: Headley Bennett, Huford Benjamin Brown, Jackie Mittoo, Jarobi White, Kamaal Fareed, Leroy Sibbles, Lloyd Ferguson, Luis Alberto Spinetta, Malik Izaak Taylor, Ogilvie Fitzroy Simpson, Robert Lyn, Roy Mittoo Donat, Trevor Smith

