MC Ren
MC Ren - Shock of the Hour songtekst
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(CHORUS) Rumdidditty dum dum, rum didditty dum dum Rum diddity dum dum dum The shock of the hour, Armageddon Judgment day has come (Laywiy) Now it license lights with million knights the divides and canyon The shock of the hour has come to devour the evil, deceivers, and satan Among shin, among men, you wicked, whisperin' devil Get deep in the flames of hell for the lies you babble 6 6 6, the mark of the beast and the number of man Is S, see yes you just confessed the antichrist is caucasian 'Cause you made from God and God is man, created on six The art deceivers made believers outta my people and the crucifix The symbol of death, the sign of Christ, and christa was weak He came from Krishna, God of the Hindies, so get weak for your black feet Now call on your false God, from Zeus to Borta To Armen, Diana, I call on Ela You wastin' for peace for a feast on the blood of Kings You ancient Babylon, America, all form in griefs As the apocalypse, spits your eclipse, engulfed darkness The dragon is bound in a bottom less pit Now fear the doom of death, from the tune of Ruffiah's trumpet The return of Esop is the legion, the Messiah is coming The angles over hell will chastise with pain Those who worship deplicit darkness and kept his name Blesses to the seven souls, 'round the throne from El Villione And pieces how you take this to the prophets and the puzzled So devils, run here we come, ready to fight The shock of the hour is power when the clock strikes midnight (CHORUS) (MC Ren) In the twinklin' of an eye, motherfuckers gonna die Watchin' baby bomber planes rip across the sky Fallin' on your Jesus, comin' for the pork chop Wake ya out your sleep, shit is deep, about to wreck shop Bombs goin' down a mile deep, pushin' up a mile high Nigga ain't allowed to cry while they disbelieve his God Fakin' with your Malcolm X picture on the wall Motherfuckers shoulda listened when you got your final call Think your doin' the brothers a favor by buyin' a paper Shoulda read your paper, it tells ya the devil raped ya Stripped ya of the scripture, blood ya then he crypt ya Gave you a corner, some bitches, and called you that nigga And then he pimped ya You're mind is a waste, so now you got a taste The chastise bitch ya shoulda took heed of what the wise said Now you're bent outta shape with no power Fuck up and waited for the shock of the hour (CHORUS) (KAM) What's the whole comin' to for someone who was snakes? Just a gang a rain, hail, snow, and earthquakes, makin' milk shakes Vanilla killa, 'cause it's Judgment Day The kinda shit that turn your baby's hair gray, so you pray That it stop before you drop, for goodness sake Damn I'm seein' shit that make pregnant women's water break Oughta make a run for it but you can't move You terrified of somethin' that a law had to prove So there you lie motionless and gave up the ghost You finally arrived at the day you dreaded most It's the shock of the hour (CHORUS)