[HOOK – CHOIR W/ STREET ORGAN & BASS]
Yeah, yeah, yeah — we ready now!
Yeah, yeah, yeah — He comin’ down!
Are you prayed up? Is your soul clean?
Or you just postin’ quotes for the meme scene?
When the sky crack — what you rockin’ on your back?
Will your chain shine or your spirit get snatched?
[VERSE 1 – TWISTA x PAC RAPIDFIRE BLAZE]
Ayy, it’s them end days, better move right,
Ain’t no neutral in this war—choose light.
Got my prayers up, boots laced, truth tight,
Demons slide in the dark, I spark moonlight.
Bible in my hoodie, scrolls in the alley,
Raised in the Chi where the sirens rally.
Talk portals, talk pain, talk prophecy,
I ain’t fold when the hood tried knockin’ me.
The preachers dipped gold while we starvin’ inside,
Told us bow down while they baptized lies.
I told God, “We wildin’, we broke, we tired…”
He said, “Stand tall, my soldier, you fire.”
[HOOK – SANCTIFIED SHOUT W/ STREET SOUL]
It’s the end of the world, hallelujah, I’m glad!
I ain’t duckin’ judgment—I’m built for that.
Meet me at the portal, drippin’ in facts,
Tell ‘em how they colonized the map and sold it back.
[VERSE 2 – CHAKA x KENDRICK SPIRIT-JAZZ GROOVE]
I’m the voice they buried deep in dirt,
But I rose from the roots with the sacred hurt.
Tried to paint me quiet, tell me sit still—
But this rhythm in my blood too divine to chill.
I’m the echo in the pews, the organ scream,
I’m the reason choirs swing between pain and dream.
Ain’t no savior in the system, don’t get it twisted,
But God in me? Eternal—can’t miss it.
They thought the rapture was sci-fi tales,
But it’s sirens, riots, prayers in jails.
The sky don’t need CGI to split—
Just a trumpet and a soul that finally quit.
[BRIDGE – J. COLE DEEP-THINKING FLOW]
You built your heaven off our pain,
Now you shocked we pray in flame.
Comfort built on stolen land
Ain’t nothin’ but a haunted brand.
Don’t cry now, you lit the fire,
Now we God’s proof walkin’ out the mire.
Star-seed, moon-touched, rooted in the field,
I’m the sermon that your pastors never preached but feel.
[HOOK – FINAL BUILD-UP – RICK DILLARD x MARVIN SAPP x TWISTA TRIO VIBE]
It’s the end of the world as we know it (Thank God!)
Gimme my wings, my oil, my squad.
Meet me at the portal, suited in faith,
Told ‘em these devils been hidin’ the grace.
Took the codes, broke the curse, stayed calm—
Now we rise with the keys in our palms.
Kingdom come ain’t a church campaign—
It’s the hood gettin’ free from the invisible chains.
[OUTRO – PAC TALK x CHOIR HUMS W/ ORGANS]
It’s deeper than books, pews, or looks,
It’s the soul in the cookout, the pain in the hooks.
We ain’t victims—we the verse.
We the remix of heaven on Earth.
This ain’t a gospel—it’s a survival scroll,
This ain’t a sermon—it’s a Southside soul.
So when the sky open and the trumpet call,
Tell God: “We heard You—we was ready all along.”
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