Call Of The Times

Verse 1
Show me the grain, I go against it
I work facing the current while you all submersed in currency exchanges
It’s a no brainer, you know those paper flows is tainted
These last days perpetrators serving satan pretty blatant ain’t it?
Ah, feelings get injured the word still lingers
Touch you in the soul with God’s finger it’s meant to sting ya
He said pray, that your flight’s not in the winter
Got you cringing, cold wind still turn your methods into ash and cinders
I spent a minute, hell bent fanning the embers, self centred
Counting my soul less value than my own agendas
These verses are the worship for the fact that I remembered
He promised reimbursement to me for my service rendered
This known offender got control over his swollen temper
And switched his focus and surrendered to the globe’s inventor
No dummy so clumsy with legal tender
Last of the big spenders, turn the tables on these money lenders
And anybody who would judge you by your size or gender
Without Him we all fatherless like Kylie Jenner
So now you know this ain’t a solo venture
Quote the one i rep with no pretension get your promo and your photo censored

Chorus
This is the call of the times yeah
So if we turning away, we’re all wrong, we all wrong, listen
This is the call of the times yeah
We might be living the life, but not long, we’ll be gone, listen

Verse 2
Look, i already said
I book actors getting brave online
Soft cover rappers fold easy, when there ain’t no spine
Trying to get signed like close caption, bros it ain’t those times
Follow me, stealing shows like it ain’t no crime
Safe passage no raw cabbage or tomatoes flying
So while ya’ll clock garbage I don’t waste no time
Briefing Samsonite cases on a corporate climb
And ask if they gone blind?
I’m the kick me sign taped to the back of the asinine
Its a late night take over, you jokers stand up like Conan Obrian
Shame on a emcee with the same old rhymes
Like the death of Kimbo Slice, when they out no one pays no mind
(rest in peace)
So flame on, with your rainbow designs
I ain’t judging nobody, bigger fish to fry in painful times
Made a face at God’s grace, but he said “taste of mine”
Escaping temptations and leaving Relly’s angels crying
But who could blame ‘em for trying
Used to sign em up, line em up march of dimes, April wine
Tipping designer cups attractions of the fatal kind
My first lady rocks a halo devine watching God’s son
In case the other one decides it ain’t gonna shine
I seen vultures prey on the dying talking about pray for a sign
We ought to pray to straighten it out if you so inclined
Like the passing of a prince here’s a sign of the times

Chorus

Outro
Strange days and strange endeavours
Its a masquerade and it’s wrong, they just want us to play along
What don’t break us can make us better
I’m so grateful that yesterday’s gone my mistakes are what’s making me strong
It’s like you’re swayed by the change in weather
Where you was ain’t the path you’re on, but don’t stay away too long
Cause today maybe now or never
So I’m singing the Saviour’s song, and He’s standing with open arms