The End

Lyrics

Oh yay I don't think they ready Oooh yay yay yay yay Ohhhh I don't really think that we ready for what's next The whole world finna just burn once He flex He's coming back to reclaim His throne Only gives mercy to those who He owns I don't really think we know who He is Who He is [Verse 1: Sevin] I heard that just a little bit of leaven is what leavens the loaf So keep the… Devil out the rhetoric, the threats and ya posts Cuz this pridefulness is obvious - embedded in folks We win a trophy We boast but we won't credit the coach We need a... Medical dose of something better than hope Cuz it don't matter if we lie Long as we said it the most I heard Diddy and the reverend was close - what a pity Guess you'll sacrifice the sheep when you in bed with the GOATS Oh my guh uh, uh (Yahweh) He been a God of patience Look what He's enduring bro we've been an awful nation His witness it don't finish we need many alterations But instead of offer praises we just give him ultimatums uh huh We depending on Him and yet we offend Him often Fosterin our sin cuz we're the synagogue of satan I don't care if you're the president and been involved with Masons When we're sent to God to face Him He gon' end them altercations And that paper throne that you're basing your stature on Is gon' evaporate and you won't get to pass your traits along Better ask that clown Saul about the downfall Of a arrogant king that forgets the crown's call Yeah The dude's mute but the tune's sushi Why? Cuz he ain't saying nothing but he sound raw You got a issue? Pew Pew Nigga cool shoot me Huh, a casket don't mean nothing I'm a groundhog I lost myself when I found God The cross of nails tossed to hell what was governing my downfall And I don't play with puppies nigga Down dog Shut me up? Better luck trying to drown Jaws [Channel: Sevin] I don't really think that we ready for what's next The whole world finna just burn once He flex Yuh C'mon Let's go Yeah For real [Verse 2: Sevin] And Frere Jacques got the Saint's screaming Maranatha We here waiting on armageddon with a pair of choppers There's only one position in this marriage patna And there's only one physician, guess we share a doctor Read the print like there was glass on your hand You won't study - you won't pass yo exam Listen buddy, must be bloody by the passover lamb So He can take you on a trip that you couldn't get NASA to plan There's a Massive demand for the master at hand But a heathens too evil to even ask for His hand I know the reason that them feet print was smashed in the sand Was to carry me So you can keep your trash in a can So when the trumpet sounds and the ceiling's open Then with the fire from His mouth He leaves a million smoking And Babylon collapses with its pillars broken He gon' kill every killer And he gon' heal His chosen [Chorus: Sevin] I don't think that we are ready for what comes next When He comes back to reclaim His throne Cuz it's gon' be so much worse than anyone expects Cuz He only shows mercy to His own yuh Tell me what are you, are you saved by His grace? Or are you gon' to depend on your works yeah Tell me what are you? Are you saved by His grace? Cuz ain't nothing that you've done clean your dirt I don't really think that we ready for what's next The whole world finna just burn once He flex He's coming back to reclaim His throne Only gives mercy to those who He owns I don't really think we know who He is Who He is