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