| We near the end of time
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| 11:59, is the sky falling?
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| Will the Heavens realign?
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| Is the sun there?
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| Will we ever see it shine?
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| The world gon'
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| I already see the signs
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| Feel the Rapture, the mysterious here and after
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| World disasters predicted by forecaster
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| No medical aid, incredible plague
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| No anesthesia, still amputated the leg
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| Just a memory where a families skeletons laid
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| Scientists still study how melanin’s made
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| Thousand degrees even in the mellowest shade
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| When the Earth shake
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| The worst fate, fellas afraid
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| On their knees praying
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| Hoping there’s a chance to be saved
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| Don’t wanna see the Reaper
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| Do the dance on their grave
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| When Mother Nature be packing enough power
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| She could break the street storming, alarming
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| Never forsake the meek, one of the domest
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| Known to put 'em straight to sleep
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| Niggas starving, but do you recommend I take to eat
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| No energy to talk that’s why I hate to speak
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| Felt like the whole world gon' up against the weak
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| Are these the days of Revelations?
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| Poor, no education, they feeling in every nation
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| The war and the devastation, change is near
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| Will they try to bomb another plane this year?
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| Do I have to start dressing my children up in training gear?
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| Sunny for a second, nothing but the rain appear
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| Still in the hood, dying for a chain to wear
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| Distorted rap dream, thinking the fame is near
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| The Judgments' coming, whole lotta pain to bear
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| Was given choices, Heaven or the Hell I fear
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| Try my best to shine, divine with a stellar glare
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| Life ain’t present you really think a fella care?
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| To walk street of misery, it’s hard to sell a cellar’s share
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| Yeah! |
| I think the Earth already gon'
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| Yeah! |
| We been cursed for all our wrongs
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| Yeah! |
| Find a path to go along
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| Yeah! |
| Cuz the wrath is gon' strong
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| Yeah! |