New World
GemStones Lyrics


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Watching the stars bleach and carve their skin, got me wondering do I fit in
Hide my scars behind clothes, some say when you die
It's the moment that your life begins
Keep running it's a dead end road, let's go we ain't designed to win
If we not in charge why we fight so hard, I guess it's just the pride of man
Everybody on your marks get ready get set go and we outta here
You could fly with god, if you die or starve
Run, run, run, run, run away

Obama's gone how could you not have known who's side you on
Pick a side, it's either ours or the ones who fly the drones
Little size ticks and flies, some the size of homes
That swiftly glide through the friendly skies watching as we roam
The universe is infinite, surprise you not alone
Been at risk, nothing will survive don't care how much we clone
Limit it, minutes tick before they pull us out our homes
Like immigrants, the son of god is sitting right beside the thrown
It's limitless, times my mother couldn't afford to buy a bone
Her gentle kiss, is what we looked forward to I call her phone and reminisce
Sounding like the cord is loose, hold on a sec I hear a glitch
Stones they been recording you stop talking so much and zip your lips
Predictions of the oracles, the world's in the field of shift
I'm in and out of portal moves to different worlds is it a gift
Cursed because I'm a mortal fool who knows but rather plead the 5th
Because people think you crazy when u tell them u been seeing ships
Reptilians are real although I've never seen them shift
I got a friend who did what 85% think it's a myth
The other 10% know but don't care, the other 5% just keep it to themselves in preparation for the big event

The living length of a black male living today, I give an inch

Smell the stench infected from the letter wrote by Willie Lynch
Ignorance is bliss the poor rejected by the filthy rich try your best to never get infected by the filthiness

Those that'll tattle tell don't know
Those that have ties won't tell a soul

Don't sell your soul, Don't sell your soul, Don't sell your soul
There's no amount of cries that hell won't hold

The wells running dry the tales been told
Don't sell your soul
Welcome to the new world

A lot of phone tapping
Lacking of homes having pappys
To attend the track meets
Federal drone tracking
System failing, no Medicaid for the sickle celling
Rich prevailing, Chem trailing, poisonous gas inhaling
Chance of a better day is in the river sailing
We get the tail end prestigious, building barricades beneath welding
Doomsday preparation, secret underground locations
We pledging to a flag of an un-united nation
Building birds secretly congregating
Where billionaires shape society to maintain every dime they making
God's elite will unlock the combination
It's a revelation
Mark of the beast and planted underneath the scar engravings
The TV watching, you watch every station
Love and Hip Hop's got you blind, boy are we in for a rude awakening
Where's the liberation
Population being controlled by a disease that's boutta wipe out our whole generation
Those that'll tattle tell don't know
Those that have ties won't tell a soul
Don't sell your soul, Don't sell your soul, Don't sell your soul
There's no amount of cries that hell won't hold
The wells running dry the tales been told




Don't sell your soul
Welcome to the new world

Overall Meaning

GemStones' song New World is a thought-provoking piece that explores the concepts of fitting in, mortality, the struggle for power, and the impact of technology on society. In the first verse, he contemplates his existence and questions whether he belongs in a world marked by endless competition and strife. He hides his scars behind clothes but realizes that death is the moment when life truly begins. The chorus encourages the listener to run away from the dead-end road and towards an infinite universe, suggesting that our fight for dominance is ultimately futile.


Throughout the song, GemStones touches upon various themes, such as politics, wealth inequality, and corrupt power structures, highlighting the dire state of the world. He brings up issues such as drone surveillance, chemtrails, underground locations for the elite, and the possibility of diseases wiping out entire generations. The verses often end with cautionary statements, warning against selling one's soul for power and emphasizing that there's no escaping the consequences of our actions. The song ends on a somber note with the realization that we're living in a new world, and that the only way forward is to embrace the unknown.


Overall, the song is a reflection of the artist's deep concern about the direction in which humanity is headed. With thought-provoking lyrics, and a haunting melody, GemStones' New World is a call to action that urges the listener to confront the harsh realities of our existence and strive towards a better world.


Line by Line Meaning

Watching the stars bleach and carve their skin, got me wondering do I fit in
Observing the changes in the universe prompts me to question whether I have a place in it


Hide my scars behind clothes, some say when you die It's the moment that your life begins
Concealing my emotional wounds is necessary during life, but some believe that only after death our true essence is revealed


Keep running it's a dead end road, let's go we ain't designed to win
Despite the struggle to advance, progress is limited and we are not built to come out as victorious


If we not in charge why we fight so hard, I guess it's just the pride of man
When we don't have full control of our circumstances, our persistence may simply be driven by human arrogance


Everybody on your marks get ready get set go and we outta here You could fly with god, if you die or starve
Get prepared quickly because we're leaving soon; whether it means dying or going hungry, we can ascend to heaven


Run, run, run, run, run away
Flee as quickly as possible


Obama's gone how could you not have known who's side you on Pick a side, it's either ours or the ones who fly the drones
Now that Obama is no longer in power, decide which faction to align with: either those on our side or those who use drone warfare


Little size ticks and flies, some the size of homes That swiftly glide through the friendly skies watching as we roam
Small creatures and machines, some as big as houses, fly alongside us in the sky, keeping a watchful eye on us


The universe is infinite, surprise you not alone Been at risk, nothing will survive don't care how much we clone
The universe is vast, revealing that we are not alone; however, there's a threat of extinction, which cannot be solved by cloning


Limit it, minutes tick before they pull us out our homes Like immigrants, the son of god is sitting right beside the thrown
We have a limited amount of time before we are evicted from our dwellings; referencing the son of god as the ruler seated by the throne


It's limitless, times my mother couldn't afford to buy a bone Her gentle kiss, is what we looked forward to I call her phone and reminisce
The possibilities seem to be endless, but there were times when my mother was unable to provide for our basic needs; her loving kiss was the only thing we had, and I now recall it fondly


Stones they been recording you stop talking so much and zip your lips Predictions of the oracles, the world's in the field of shift
GemStones warns that someone is listening and to be cautious. Meanwhile, those with prophetic insights foretell of a great change in the world


I'm in and out of portal moves to different worlds is it a gift Cursed because I'm a mortal fool who knows but rather plead the 5th
Traveling between alternate dimensions may seem like a gift, but it also brings a curse of knowing too much and being unable to speak of it


Because people think you crazy when u tell them u been seeing ships Reptilians are real although I've never seen them shift
When you mention witnessing UFOs, people may call you insane. But GemStones states that there is truth in stories of shape-shifting lizards, even though he hasn't witnessed it


I got a friend who did what 85% think it's a myth The other 10% know but don't care, the other 5% just keep it to themselves in preparation for the big event
GemStones references a friend who is part of the minority who believe in something not accepted by the majority. A few of them are apathetic towards it, while others are preparing for when it is revealed


The living length of a black male living today, I give an inch Smell the stench infected from the letter wrote by Willie Lynch
GemStones highlights the life expectancy of an African American male nowadays as being short. He references the letter by Willie Lynch, which held instructions for European slaveholders to create societal hierarchy and control Blacks with long-term effects


Ignorance is bliss the poor rejected by the filthy rich try your best to never get infected by the filthiness
GemStones informs listeners that the wealthy and powerful often reject the poor, and advises avoiding their negative influences


Those that'll tattle tell don't know Those that have ties won't tell a soul
People who gossip are often uninformed, while those with connections stay silent


Don't sell your soul, Don't sell your soul, Don't sell your soul There's no amount of cries that hell won't hold
GemStones cautions against making unethical decisions in exchange for personal gain, as hell will still be waiting regardless of the price paid


The wells running dry the tales been told Welcome to the new world
Resources are being exhausted, and the world as we know it is changing rapidly


A lot of phone tapping Lacking of homes having pappys To attend the track meets Federal drone tracking
GemStones points out the high frequency of phone surveillance and homelessness. Kids lack a father figure to support them in extracurricular activities while federal drones keep tabs on the population


System failing, no Medicaid for the sickle celling Rich prevailing, Chem trailing, poisonous gas inhaling Chance of a better day is in the river sailing
The healthcare system inadequately addresses diseases such as sickle cell anemia while chemical pollution and noxious fumes plague the environment. The hope of a promising future is fleeting.


We get the tail end prestigious, building barricades beneath welding Doomsday preparation, secret underground locations We pledging to a flag of an un-united nation
The people are left with the scraps, and out of desperation they construct barriers and hide in underground bunkers for when the apocalypse arrives. Despite a flag, the nation is not unified


Building birds secretly congregating Where billionaires shape society to maintain every dime they making
Concealed drones gather in secret to survey people while wealthy elites manipulate society to keep their wealth intact


God's elite will unlock the combination It's a revelation Mark of the beast and planted underneath the scar engravings
A select group of people guided by God will reveal the answer to a profound mystery. This refers to a passage from the Bible, where the mark of the beast, a symbol of allegiance to the Anti-Christ, is said to be embedded in everyone's skin


The TV watching, you watch every station Love and Hip Hop's got you blind, boy are we in for a rude awakening Where's the liberation
People are so engrossed in TV that they're blind to the truth, which will come as a rude shock. GemStones questions where the freedom and liberation are


Population being controlled by a disease that's boutta wipe out our whole generation Those that'll tattle tell don't know Those that have ties won't tell a soul
A sweeping disease is controlling the masses and threatens to eliminate them. GemStones reiterates that those who are ignorant often gossip, while those in power don't talk at all


Don't sell your soul, Don't sell your soul, Don't sell your soul There's no amount of cries that hell won't hold The wells running dry the tales been told Don't sell your soul Welcome to the new world
GemStones re-emphasizes the importance of prioritizing personal integrity over individual gain. No matter how much one protests, reality can't be altered. Don't lose your soul in this unfamiliar new world




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