Shock of the Hour 歌词
| 歌曲 | Shock of the Hour |
| 歌手 | MC Ren |
| 专辑 | Shock of the Hour |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : KAM, Laywiy, MC Ren, Tootie | |
| (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) |
| zuo ci : KAM, Laywiy, MC Ren, Tootie | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : KAM, Laywiy, MC Ren, Tootie | |
| 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 |
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