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Gravediggaz - Repentance Day lyrics
featuring Hell Razor Killah Priest [Hell Razor] Yo there's still time As the door close the cold wind blows Down America like the world of Jericho Some will walk the sheet close Many are called but few are chose Who knows until the day they be exposed UFOs surround the globe The world is prepared to explode So I grab hold of the North Pole Not tryin to meet the lost soul, at the crossroad We're being sucked up into the black hole Young becomes old, mighty clouds roll Unfold the scrolls that were foretold By the forefathers, the end of the world saga Streets flooded with lava, mommas and pappas Toppers, hip hoppers, and rastas Rock stars and mobsters, above streets in helicopters Filled with doctors, bring the death rasta Guts spillin out like pasta Sky, misty, often tipsy, from off the whiskey The gypsy, told me, my chances, were risky Cops, pull up and frisk me, but never could they get me, too shifty I will go into my dungeon, and summon up the second comin People started runnin, aliens with hair like rastafarians Captured, placed inside of aquariums, studied by scientists This is it, the Apocalypse I see the mother ship, above the cliff, over Egypt, it made me sea sick I see the eclipse, and the abyss, the night shifts Chorus x 2 : It's Repentance Day! Repent for your sins when the gates of Heaven open up and Hell's closin in! [Grym Reaper] The archangel imprison my soul into a prism Usin cell division and molecular collision Within me He listen and analyze the heartbeat and rhythms Of children that he brutalized My ears became used to the vibes of ruined lives Sounds in the chamber I was hiden in Was so spine-tinglin I was tremblin Envisionin the fear, here within a new Millenium Where rain became toxic, the air's stale and noxious Comets hit co-ops with force that made blocks split Flocks tried to escape but fate did make even hard rocks fly As nuclear dropped out of the sky, killin birds and to fear For hydroperoxide and sodium oxide, deep down outta basements Fish turned lopside and upside down from atomic facelifts Through the blackness I saw John the Baptist, on the atlas Holdin the masters to my Psalm under his arm But long before I even wrote 'em, 23 elders each wrote me a Psalm And placed them within my motor neurons It contained the aproximate date of the Apocalypse Deposited in scripts of the 20th century prophets The clock ticks, tick, tick, tick Upon the land borders, I count down the manslaughters Military camcorders under ocean waters Red October causin fish to grow arms, legs, tits, and double heads Mutating the eggs as the radiation spreads over the water beds I watch Mother Nature as she bled Grym, was placed in skin casing to being lacing hyms through the basement Won't be no escapin from the South to the North Where you run ten paces and your face is fallin off! Chorus [Killah Priest] Raise the Hell Waitin for angels like Rafael Comin from space to trace and grace Thrown in jail cells I had a purpose since the sperm cell To bail out and get braille For the blinded children in Israel Kids can't forget the bell fucked Dollar bills and drug deals by the mayor Controls the people livin legal Sit back and chill, until Tower of Evil Two thousand and one holy men with force fields Levitatin space ships, earthquake hits, United States splits Projects turn to snake pits, seekers of the Masons came to Revelations Babylon destroyed by the nations aggravations Riots in the train stations Criminals grabbin cops, snakes rattlin, angels draggin Seven head dragons out the Roman empire, surrounded with fire Liars in the Pentagon droppin nuclear bombs, ran, panic But still, was trapped on the planet Died before the mother ship landed Only the chosen ones understand it Some can't cuz of t.v. brain damage, no time to be romantic This day your independence and repentance "Now I see the light, My whole life is moving in one direction. I see that now, there never was a choice for me." Chorus |
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