“CRACK THA SKY” FREESTYLE

I notice most of yall ignorin the prophetic warnings Playin satans games though the world steady warin The times biblical & pretty soon it’ll hit yo physical You can watch the news & see exactly what a missile do But that don’t compare to the wrath of the master Earth facin disaster, & we are all it’s actors Think you got bands & land rovers it mean nothin Wait till that leaness hit yo soul in yo dreams sufferin Should of kept yo eyes steady locked on the sparow Now you in perilous sittuations just like the pharaoh & it’s a narrow path gotta get a new ballance Can you face the weight of yo sin, without yo heart calous Malice with man aint no pallace in the plan You called to greater things king sowe their tallents and Time & money too, dip with a bloody crew Persecution risen, thats just a ugly truth False doctrine keep you seeking a narrative Thats filled with fairy tales, prevailin is imperative So is this a clear enough frequency for you Dearly beloved this the season before you The last hour, time is ticking, this the mission Overcome the flesh, he paid the debt for what mans missin His death the grand vision, Messiah painted it in blood, this the lambs ambition Disciples, apostles, the prophets & the saints It’s his arrival bringing titles, or just coffins for the fakes Either you covered by the blood or you lost in the case He the boss you flossin till you tossed in that fire lake Life a race, you’ll be screachin like the sound a tire make When heaven crack the sky and you hear the sound a quire make With a loud trumpet, a boundary you can violate Judgement coming to every man woman and child And you aint good without the cross, you just lost in the wild Livin in sin, hell is hot though yo posture is mild Hatin yo fellow man, when all it cost was a smile He keep the prayers of the saints in a porcelain vace Though the space between us & God is enormous to face Life a marathon, like Nip, & it’s important to pace And stay focused building up a fortress of faith Build on the Rock cause aint no stormin them gates The unseen comin through now he formless in shape The hordes coming too, with death torture and rape This revelation front page and it reports the escape As the birth pains are increased at an exorbitant rate (C) 2026 John “Biz Cardoza” Bisaillon