Lexatology
"A-LEX-ANDER THE GREAT, Hip-Hop's eschatologist."
"A-A-A-A A-LEX-ANDER THE GREAT, Hip-Hop's eschatologist."
"For then there will be great distress,
unequaled from the beginning of the world until
now, and never to be equaled again" (Matthew 24:21)
I'm still in this shameful world filled with killings and pain.
It's ill and insane. Destined for the Millennial Reign,
I'm wishing the Day of The Lord would draw nigh on the double
But pray that many call on Christ before the Time of Jacob's Trouble
Some will hate you but hug you, trace your race to plug you,
And make it a struggle to grub if you ain't gunna crumble
Under the anti-christ who will invade, and who will then claim
To be God, the times of numerous plagues
Abomination of Desolation. Two will be slain
Known as Witnesses of the Lord, who will be raised
After being viewed on display for a few of them days
Via the truth in Revelations. So, who will be saved?
Well, prophecy in eschatology says that in those
Days you'll only make it shedding blood of your own
So while you still have the chance, bathe in the Blood that atones
(Yeah, bathe in that Blood that atones.)
Take heed to those words of advice. Well worded insight
Assertive yet nice, merged with the return of the Christ
To perfectly write a verse that's rightly fit for the soul
Cursed is the plight to get it all but forfeit the soul
The first 16s of this track are 20 years old
Written 20 years ago when I was 16 years old
I put that pen upon the page and let The Spirit unfold
Had to get it out couldn't have it written, but untold
Through the lights, cameras, and action, glamours, glitter and gold
Many pierced their hearts with sorrow chasing figures in droves
Run their health into the ground for that legal tender. Then go
Spend it all back for that Health to reenter their bones
So I'm here to spread the truth 'til the end of the globe
With music to open doors. Call it gentleman flow
Reaching every corner with this heat like tenement stoves
With more in store like Entenmann's dough (LEXatology)
"Immediately after the distress of those days
'the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light;
The stars will fall from the sky,
and the heavenly bodies will be shaken.'
Then will appear the sign of the Son of Man in heaven.
And then all the peoples of the earth will mourn
When they see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of
heaven, in great power and great glory." (Matthew 24:29-30)
You know we're living in these perilous days. Check the times and the
Pressure on this modern-day atmosphere, no barometer
These cats will put rounds on ya head, (but) no yamaka
Even the Biggest Willies is getting popped, no Yamaha
But I move like old Solomon, following God and His
Wisdom, giving no comment, like Ghost followers
Some say, "He never came the first time. So why bother us?"
Say, "it's like waiting on an album from Jay Electronica"
Gain a lil' knowledge and they try not to acknowledge Him
Like He ain't coming back in the future, Michael J. Fox and 'em
I ain't tryna preach to nobody or kick knowlege I'm
Just here to plants these seeds, and hoping it doesn't rot in 'em
This verse is like a vitamin for those hurting. I'm trying to
Get them to see (C) like I'm curing scurvy inside of them
Lyrical LEXercise, fit for the apocalypse.
Hit the World like a meteor. No choice but to rock with it
A-LEX-ANDER THE GREAT; Hip-Hop's eschatologist
Constantly writing heat. I should be a Hip-Hop columnist
Anytime my projects are released they be cop'n 'em
Cause on these beats I get a away with murder, like a cop and 'em
I be swerving and dodging some, cause the game is sick
Still on that road of success the only change is the whip
Like a Range to a 6, cause my brain switch course
If it ain't the Highway to Heaven, I'm on that exit lane off
Make sure my bread's unleavened as I serve the main course
Feeding the four eleven like I'm Mary J. song
They say the truth will set you free. So I rap for the strong
The best way to end the weak (week) like a Saturday off
I was told when it rains it pours.
Well, I'm from the County of Kings.
So for me to reign is in my pores
I wont stop or pause, I'll assert a hard drive
I guess you can refer to that as my LEXternal Harddrive. (LEXatology!)
"A-A-A-A A-LEX-ANDER THE GREAT, Hip-Hop's eschatologist."
"For then there will be great distress,
unequaled from the beginning of the world until
now, and never to be equaled again" (Matthew 24:21)
I'm still in this shameful world filled with killings and pain.
It's ill and insane. Destined for the Millennial Reign,
I'm wishing the Day of The Lord would draw nigh on the double
But pray that many call on Christ before the Time of Jacob's Trouble
Some will hate you but hug you, trace your race to plug you,
And make it a struggle to grub if you ain't gunna crumble
Under the anti-christ who will invade, and who will then claim
To be God, the times of numerous plagues
Abomination of Desolation. Two will be slain
Known as Witnesses of the Lord, who will be raised
After being viewed on display for a few of them days
Via the truth in Revelations. So, who will be saved?
Well, prophecy in eschatology says that in those
Days you'll only make it shedding blood of your own
So while you still have the chance, bathe in the Blood that atones
(Yeah, bathe in that Blood that atones.)
Take heed to those words of advice. Well worded insight
Assertive yet nice, merged with the return of the Christ
To perfectly write a verse that's rightly fit for the soul
Cursed is the plight to get it all but forfeit the soul
The first 16s of this track are 20 years old
Written 20 years ago when I was 16 years old
I put that pen upon the page and let The Spirit unfold
Had to get it out couldn't have it written, but untold
Through the lights, cameras, and action, glamours, glitter and gold
Many pierced their hearts with sorrow chasing figures in droves
Run their health into the ground for that legal tender. Then go
Spend it all back for that Health to reenter their bones
So I'm here to spread the truth 'til the end of the globe
With music to open doors. Call it gentleman flow
Reaching every corner with this heat like tenement stoves
With more in store like Entenmann's dough (LEXatology)
"Immediately after the distress of those days
'the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light;
The stars will fall from the sky,
and the heavenly bodies will be shaken.'
Then will appear the sign of the Son of Man in heaven.
And then all the peoples of the earth will mourn
When they see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of
heaven, in great power and great glory." (Matthew 24:29-30)
You know we're living in these perilous days. Check the times and the
Pressure on this modern-day atmosphere, no barometer
These cats will put rounds on ya head, (but) no yamaka
Even the Biggest Willies is getting popped, no Yamaha
But I move like old Solomon, following God and His
Wisdom, giving no comment, like Ghost followers
Some say, "He never came the first time. So why bother us?"
Say, "it's like waiting on an album from Jay Electronica"
Gain a lil' knowledge and they try not to acknowledge Him
Like He ain't coming back in the future, Michael J. Fox and 'em
I ain't tryna preach to nobody or kick knowlege I'm
Just here to plants these seeds, and hoping it doesn't rot in 'em
This verse is like a vitamin for those hurting. I'm trying to
Get them to see (C) like I'm curing scurvy inside of them
Lyrical LEXercise, fit for the apocalypse.
Hit the World like a meteor. No choice but to rock with it
A-LEX-ANDER THE GREAT; Hip-Hop's eschatologist
Constantly writing heat. I should be a Hip-Hop columnist
Anytime my projects are released they be cop'n 'em
Cause on these beats I get a away with murder, like a cop and 'em
I be swerving and dodging some, cause the game is sick
Still on that road of success the only change is the whip
Like a Range to a 6, cause my brain switch course
If it ain't the Highway to Heaven, I'm on that exit lane off
Make sure my bread's unleavened as I serve the main course
Feeding the four eleven like I'm Mary J. song
They say the truth will set you free. So I rap for the strong
The best way to end the weak (week) like a Saturday off
I was told when it rains it pours.
Well, I'm from the County of Kings.
So for me to reign is in my pores
I wont stop or pause, I'll assert a hard drive
I guess you can refer to that as my LEXternal Harddrive. (LEXatology!)
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Writer(s): Alexander Furman
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