Final Judgment

Damn I'm feeling nothing I got something That'll make me feel something Spend like 15 bands on some clothe I'm not even fronting Go to inner earth Inner self And I see it coming It's a forthcoming It's a forthcoming Last judgment day Devil dying Mothers crying And the wicked is still lying It's a hell on earth Blue fire on the richest turf Strip the devils naked They gonna see something fucking worse Skin them alive Expose all there lies Keep there's hands tied Decapitate then they die Open the third eye Tell yourself why Why you gotta change Don't you think all this is strange