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letra de left - jakki the motamouth

woke up this morning frightened by what sounded like mass destruction
as the crunching noise was in a void of peace now sounds of sufferin’
souls in agony, crowds fill the air wailing and naggin’
(what happened?) pulled off my blanket then i start the grabbin’
at my brothers cover, i pulled it back and found a shocker
he was no longer there but left his socks, t-shirt, and boxers
i was like (dang what happened?) i’m puzzled i couldn’t figure out
usually he wakens me and waits for keith so we can out
and ride to school together, there seems to be a change in weather
i look of out my parents window seeing things i never
in my life thought i’d have to fathom, i’m filled with terror
there’s gotta be an error, i shouldn’t be here this ain’t fair for
me to witness, my stomach filled with sickness forcing me to vomit
i promise, if this ain’t it i’ll serve you ’til my time is
ended on my knees i plead looking like a sulking coward
used to think i was the hardest now i’m soft like talcom powder
on a baby’s bottom, i wanna pinch myself as i turn on the news
to hear that millions disapeared out of the blue
and all of a sudden i feeling a ton drop on my chest
as i slowly but surely realize, i’m left

in realization of the fact, that i’ve been left
i slowly look upon the past and dwell on silly tests
that i was given, when i walked with jesus truely i was livin’
but the world seemed so much more tempting not knowing what’s hidden
in the fine print, but now the consequences i see clearly
walked outside it’s clear and sunny yet somehow it still feels eerie
bl–dy bodies in the street from car crashes for miles
many are massively piled, things are looking vile, millions in denile
with this, catastrophic event, they lost they grip
in the midst of a terrible riot i met up with flip
a fellow christian, who obviously didn’t listen either
felt he left me back because consecular rap held him like vipers
strangulating, so now it’s fate and tribulation letters
both of us scared out our minds so we decided to stick together
walking down the street, complete violence came to a cease
seems everyone gazed in t.v.’s strangely at this man proclaiming peace
flip and i knew what was next, see we studied revelations
prophecy lied in the text, now it’s heck we will be facing
i seen so many friends of mine bought by the lie
he knew answers to many questions and showed them many signs
a few months down the line we find, ourselfs hiding without rights
see he forced a chip upon society containing life
the mark automated society as a whole
where the bunch that were called friends have now been changed to mindless souls
with hearts of coal, destroying our faith was their only goal
many are jailed or tortured, ’til they took the mark or k!lled by stone
many who used to follow christ, now had ice in their hearts
on their face no more emotion in their eyes pitch black and dark
constantly we were on the run, our bodies in pain with achin’
without the mark you couldn’t buy or sell forced to go through starvation
one government ruled every nation, the priest assassinated
yet he rules and called himself god, this he exaggerated
fascinated by his false miracles be it christ failed
no one knew what truth was anymore nor could anyone tell
this was deception, but we stuck with scriptures and his lessons
the bible was shed out of existence, and in essence
so was christianity, barely surviving we held strong
flip was sick and tired so he snuck to the store while i was gone
when i came back to our spot i froze he was no longer sick
but his eyes were now pitch black he grabbed me with a violent grip
and i cried ’cause his comprimise ended our fellowship
he said “man you should take this chip” never did i think from his lips
i’d hear that phrase, and with sorrow i watched him in a rage
get upset, violent, and crazy when i said my decision is made
i believe christ is my savior and my sins have now been paid
i was dragged to torture fields and found my head under a blade
of an axe held by a man in a black mask he asked again
would i take the mark and if i did the suffering would end
i looked him in the eyes and said, no longer do i need my flesh
i endured my test, and jesus christ is who i confess
as he rushed the blade through me i felt pain enter all my being
open up my eyes surprised, from what i am now seeing
my family, those who endured, truely i was blessed
to stay and face the consequences of being left

- jakki the motamouth

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