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The Rod of God

You thought kings run the map? Nah… There’s a Hand on the switch. Wall dust — red sky glow Watch that war line roll Market cries, prophets shout Still that storm rolls in no doubt Iron teeth, drumbeat feet Whole wide street gonna feel that heat You ask me why that wolf gets a leash — ‘Cause the Judge turns beasts loose when pride won’t cease Assy–RI–a! (HEY!) Swing that rod! (HEY!) Steel in the fist of God Crack that crown, split that fraud Nations shake when He gives the nod They brag loud — “By my hand!” Don’t even know they’re rented men Gold teeth, blood sand trail Just hired steel in a bigger tale Kick that gate, torch that hall Still just tools on a higher call Axe don’t brag ‘bout the tree it scars Somebody stronger swings that bar Assy–RI–a! (HEY!) Swing that rod! (HEY!) Fire on pride like a lightning prod Walls come down, idols fall History answers to the Lord of all Hey! — Who runs the reins? Hey! — Who breaks the chains? Correction… not chaos Pressure… not chance Every border drawn deliberate Every throne just on advance Map room lit Lines get crossed Kings get counted Then get tossed When the job’s done — tool gets thrown Power’s leased, never owned Rod itself gets snapped in two Nobody flexes when the Judge comes through Assy–RI–a! (HEY!) Swing that rod! (HEY!) Dust and thunder at the word of God From street to throne to foreign squad All roads bend to the rule of God Empires flicker… Signal hits… Game over.