Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shock Of The Hour, artist - MC Ren. Album song Shock Of The Hour, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.11.1993
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Villain Entertainment
Song language: English
Shock Of The Hour |
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 ruffiahs 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 |
(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 aint 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 Youre mind is a waste, so now you got a taste |
The chastise bitch ya shoulda took heed of what the wise said |
Now youre bent outta shape with no power |
Fuck up and waited for the shock of the hour |
(kam) |
Whats the whole comin to for someone who was snakes? |
Just a gang a rain, hail, snow, and earthquakes, makin milk shakes |
Vanilla killa, cause its judgment day |
The kinda shit that turn your babys hair gray, so you pray |
That it stop before you drop, for goodness sake |
Damn Im seein shit that make pregnant womens water break |
Oughta make a run for it but you cant 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 |
Its the shock of the hour |