Silas1Wolf and Tra4Duce - Final Dayz

Could be here one minute and the next you gone
So while I'm here for this brief moment I heal thru songs
Let them devil worship while I cleanse these hands with every psalm
Let them bow to most worshipful While I don't bow to cons
God within me I don't need fraternities to feel strong
Man corrupted you can't see the ruckus which he still spawn
Virgin birth C Section wasn't breathing yet now I yawn
I take deep breaths I respect every Sunset and dawn
The more knowledge that I've gained I've seen they've been wrong
The more struggle and pain that they place upon
On those who been chosen For the storm
Welcome to the war
Welcome to the war
Silas told me serve them so I serve them truth
Silas told me serve them so I serve them truth
Silas told me serve them so I serve them truth
Welcome to the war
Welcome to the war
We know it ain't right yet they Bomb bays Bombay's
Who gave them the right wasn't Yahweh
I don't wanna fight why they force me
Welcome but lord help them in these final days
We know it ain't right yet they Bomb bays Bombay's
Who gave them the right wasn't Yahweh
I don't wanna fight why they force me
Welcome but lord help them in these final days
The message been the same for a long time
Watch the sky crack then you'll see them fall from they prime
Star born then it burst guess it had a minute lime
Light from above made a beacon but descending fire
Guess we got to rethink the thought of a pedestal
Your idols isn't vital for survival just a metaphor
I'm thinking that we headed for a season where the leaven short
Cause if you aint raising bread your settlement short
I'm hearing screams and seeing everyone on the run
They trying to speak but all I'm hearing is twisted tongues
The meek is blessed with humble beginnings from the slums
They rise to kings to challenge powers as status ones
Tra4 told me speak so I'm inclined
To share what's on the edge and pinnacle of my mind
But on the grand scheme it is miniscule but high time
To sound the alarm for my people on the front line
We know it ain't right yet they Bomb bays Bombay's
Who gave them the right wasn't Yahweh
I don't wanna fight why they force me
Welcome but lord help them in these final days
We know it ain't right yet they Bomb bays Bombay's
Who gave them the right wasn't Yahweh
I don't wanna fight why they force me
Welcome but lord help them in these final days

Written by:
Marcus Epting, Silas Stevenson

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