Gen-14

Gen-14

BandHip Hop

Gen-14 is an out of the box hip hop group coming out of northern california. With a unique sound that cannot be described or tagged east or west. The heart pounding worship is made evident on such tracks like "Roll The Stone" and "Desire." Check out the debut album "Not On My Watch".

Biography

Gen-14 is a group that prefers to sway away from the norm and are heavily influenced by the Spirit of God. They have received numerous testimonies about how lives have been changed. For one example a young lady who attended one of Gen-14's concerts said that she was touched by their music so much that she stopped cutting on herself. This kind of testimony is exactly what Gen-14 is driven by. The album title Not On My Watch was inspired by watching a hip hop documentary that exploited the youth of our nation. The album is a positive response to all of the negativity that normal hip hop brings.

Lyrics

Crack da Rock

Written By: Gen-14

Crack da Rock
© Gen-14 2006

RAWC: Crack the rock what! let it flow this music pourin out this rock-but I don’t roll walking on dry ground pick up this rock from the sea now I’m building a monument for the almighty see I walked in the wilderness felt the heat of the sun with every step out of my mouth screams Jordan escaping everything that once was me get to land yo and take a bite from the tree

Surrenda: Haven’t you heard that hell gets hot like habaneros I thank God that He released me from the pharaoh and if He keeps His eye upon the sparrow How much more will He bless me with even though my focus ain’t denero

Brutha Rich: Since his eye is on the sparrow then I’m fallin’ to my knees align myself with the cosmos unified with the heavenlies escape from the bonds of bondage he parted up the red sea I’m moving through to the other side this mind has been set free crack water from the rock

Surrenda: Christ suffered more cuts then Brock Lesner I’m storing up my treasures up in heaven Jesus keeps the body whole like 777 by the bread that He broke but this bread wasn’t leaven

Hook

Crack da rock!
What!
Throw ya hands up!
Now Praise!
Don’t stop, if you ain’t living right, you need to get saved!
Break oppression and get filled with life!
X2

Brutha Rich: Walk up the place of the skull where chariots they swing low even though he hung high men try to keep him low three days was all he needed when hell it was defeated eighteen years of my life before I heard the call and heeded I was tired of feelin pain I was tired of seein me I rest my elbow on the corner stone an he erected me

Surrenda: No more pain no more drama hey Mary J my B-I-B-L-E is the 4-1-1 its part of the armor and it reminds me of the cross that He died on But He rose on the third day so we could keep His light on

RAWC: Fillin of the holy ghost ha ha hallelujah take a drink from the rock cause the rock its gone sooth ya now praise cuz I want mo and mo don’t care whose around just let yourself go remove time and space as I enter his presence in reverence by the creator of the earth and the heavens voice like thunder eyes full of flame it’s time release the true worshipper who are called by my name

Brutha Rich: Stood on the mountain top an fix my gaze way deep into the valley held my hands up triumphant holy ghost all over me wrapped up like a cocoon but at the same time I’m free like Neo in the Matrix Christ is Morphs to me I use my hands for the first time my eyes open too I’m covered wit the red and resurrected by the blue

Crack da rock!
What!
Throw ya hands up!
Now Praise!
Don’t stop, if you ain’t living right, you need to get saved!
Break oppression and get filled with life!
X2

Surrenda: Let it flow let it flow let it flow like a fountain Fill me with your Spirit with faith to move mountains
Let it flow let it flow let it flow like a fountain Fill me with your Spirit with faith to move mountains

Brutha Rich: Heaven suffers violence so I get my loot on I take the bowls of incenses and the platform he’s enthroned on the ark I’ve always coveted Gods presents in a box but when I cracked the top his presents just exploded I take the golden harp and strum the strings an at that very moment find out what true worship means the glory it just fell the praise from all the saints look into the eyes of the father crackin’ the rock it was my fate

Surrenda: I S-U-double R-E-N-D-A with hands lifted high cuz I know you the only way Your love is monumental and your blood is my credentials To enter the pearly gates with boldness and confidence yo

RAWC: Break the chains of oppression well that’s right by the author and the finisher well that’s Christ so ring the alarm it’s time to let hell know if it ain’t good for the spirit it ain’t good for the soul increase my number as the sands of seas its not about records sold its about setting the captive free today we add a million tomorrow a million mo look up the fields are white one billion souls

Crack da rock!
What!
Throw ya hands up!
Now Praise!
Don’t stop, if you ain’t living right, you need to get saved!
Break oppression and get filled with life!
X2

Prayers of the Righteous

Written By: Gen-14

Prayers of tha Righteous
© Gen-14 2006
Hook

If it wasn’t for the prayers of the righteous
I’d be stuck in the world, with no hope, living lifeless.
I’d be stuck with shame, dead in sin,
Never would’ve known His name or been born again.

Surrenda: Just the other day I was thinking bout my grandma How she taught how to pray and taught me how to stand ya’ll She would teach how to open up my bible right there in her living room we would have revival Talkin bout the Father talkin bout Jesus, talkin bout the cross and how the blood freed us
His redemption, His creation, His people, His nation, Adam and Eve, their disobedience and the separation My admiration for my elder takes me back when I had no shelter How do I know? Because I felt her Better yet I felt Him tuggin at my heart but still I didn’t give in Too busy livin that crazy life to busy drinking and gettin high So many lies, that I told just to get by and if wasn’t for her prayers would I still be alive I thank God that she stood in the gap when I was trapped I thank God that He had patience and He didn’t turn His back y’all Them praying Grandma’s will help you stand all they’ll keep lookin up to God while your lookin for your downfall

If it wasn’t for the prayers of the righteous
I’d be stuck in the world, with no hope, living lifeless.
I’d be stuck with shame, dead in sin,
Never would’ve known His name or been born again.
Prayers of the Righteous prayers of the righteous ohhh

If it wasn’t for the prayers of the righteous
I’d be stuck in the world, with no hope, living lifeless.
I’d be stuck with shame, dead in sin,
Never would’ve known His name or been born again.

Brutha Rich: Livin’ hopeless no direction my life is lived like sand in the sea I’m a pebble in humanity I got a chip up on my shoulder and feel the hate grow as my heart is getting colder I’m mad at God he killed my mother an took my father too sittin’ in the back of the church felt my blood boilin’ through I knew that we would be at odds an I’ma see it through look at the cross and smile I love what Satan put you through I’m drawin’ pentagrams wit my name in the middle murderistic thoughts and feelin’ spiritually strangled dangle that cord around my neck I just want to die can’t even kill myself I can’t do nothing right my family speaks against me a yo you stupid man you won’t amount to nothing just like your dumb dad but my grandmas praying canceling what they saying beatin’ on the devil wit five million angles won’t let you take his life this boy is gone survive praying me into the kingdom petitions saved my life I woke up one morning and it was strange to me I felt the prayers of the righteous and saw them fall on me

If it wasn’t for the prayers of the righteous
I’d be stuck in the world, with no hope, living lifeless.
I’d be stuck with shame, dead in sin,
Never would’ve known His name or been born again.
Prayers of the Righteous prayers of the righteous ohhh

If it wasn’t for the prayers of the righteous
I’d be stuck in the world, with no hope, living lifeless.
I’d be stuck with shame, dead in sin,
Never would’ve known His name or been born again.

Surrenda: Dear God, I know you hear me Dad Can you give my grandma kiss and tell her thanks for the prayers Dear God, I know you hear me yo I thank you for the cross and redeemin my soul Dear God, I give you thanks all day because your worthy of the praise and your love it never fades Dear God, I know you signed my name because I know I’ve been changed I know I’ve been changed

Not On My Watch

Written By: Gen-14

Not On My Watch
© Gen-14 2006

Surrenda: Some say we a lost generation
I’m here to claim a nation
I’m here to stamp hearts with J-E-S-U-S penetration
Come on and lend your ear kneel down and bend right here
Close your eyes and open your heart and let your mind be ever clear

Last time I checked no rapper has ever died for me
Last time I checked no rapper has ever rise for me
I’m talking from the grave wrapped in sackcloth for three days in a tomb that’s cold with a rock in front and roman soldiers in the way
Uh-uh they wouldn’t do that uh-hu them cats is stacked with gold and mansions but dog they hearts is black
It’s blacker than black dog it’s blacker than a black cat and a black lab dog
It’s blacker than the Titanic in the middle of the ocean before it sank dog
I’m trying to let you know you need to let it go don’t get fooled by they fancy whips and videos
The old ball and chain will keep they hearts restrained from knowing truth but yet they problems it still remains

They wanna take our kids NO
They wanna shape our kids NO
We generation 14 the chosen seed yo
You can not have our kids NO
You can not grab our kids NO
We gon’ disciple and train ‘em and let them take control
NOT ON MY WATCH 5x
I’m a man standing on the wall

RAWC: Take position at the edge of the wall hollerin out to the rest of ya’ll
We don’t sleep so we don’t fall
Armed with the weapons in the arsenal
Weapons we bear pull down holds
Cause when we pray Heaven
So Prince of Greece Prince of the air when I blow my trumpet ya’ll best beware
When the lion roars the whole jungle knows fallen angles never seat in the throne
From the throne little ones come to He NOT ON MY WATCH as they bounce the knee

They wanna take our kids NO
They wanna shape our kids NO
We generation 14 the chosen seed yo
You can not have our kids NO
You can not grab our kids NO
We gon’ disciple and train ‘em and let them take control
NOT ON MY WATCH 5x
I’m a man standing on the wall

Brutha Rich: Now that you opened your mouth and let that sewage come out you claim immortal don’t know what life is about
You say you got it on lock but your chin is broke two thousand years ago the vale ripped and the thunder rolled
Jesus loves the little children don’t understand what gave you the feeling
You live on a high level thinking like that reminds me of someone
Oh yeah the Devil
Why you wanna walk around in such pride like a zombie when you think you’re alive
I know a man was born to die to spread truth so why you livin’
in a lie
You think you got the children you did not die for forgiveness
Lay your life down leave your throne behind a crown of thorns all for mans benefit
I’m a warrior that’s standing on the wall keep the earth spinning why you try to stall
When I speak cause ripples in the universe so let the wave crash over all of ya’ll Come on
I’m willing to lay my life down so others can rise right now
You claim immortal but my God sent me to pull you down
No greater love has a man than this that he should die for something not his
But what you live for is mans attention in the end there’s no benefits
For your partners you say you have love then why you still
wookin pa nub in the council of the enemy being used like a little bitty scrub
But you can’t see it brother it’s laced so deep down under
It’s down so deep in your soul the ocean’s lookin’ shallow
Like a deep hole in your brain like a hole in space suck in everythang
Like a deep 808 bass like a deep hole in Pelican Bay with no sun on your face
Your role is not the model that might be hard to swallow
A generation has come that you can rightly follow

They wanna take our kids NO
They wanna shape our kids NO
We generation 14 the chosen seed yo
You can not have our kids NO
You can not grab our kids NO
We gon’ disciple and train ‘em and let them take control

They wanna take our kids NO
They wanna shape our kids NO
We generation 14 the chosen seed yo
You can not have our kids NO
You can not grab our kids NO
We gon’ disciple and train ‘em and let them take control
NOT ON MY WATCH 5x
I’m a man standing on the wall

Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Red, yellow, brown and white
They all precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world

NOT ON MY WATCH

Discography

Debut LP "Not On My Watch" 2006

Set List

Our typical set list includes Third Floor, Crack da Rock, Exit tha Night, Set Up, Not On My Watch, Roll The Stone.
Our set lasts from 20 minutes to an hour, depending on the venue