(chorus)   Rumdidditty dum dum, rum didditty dum dum   Rum diddity dum dum dum   The shock of the hour, armageddon   Judgment day has come      (laywiy)   Now it license lights with million knights the divides and canyon   The shock of the hour has come to devour the evil, deceivers, and satan   Among shin, among men, you wicked, whisperin' devil   Get deep in the flames of hell for the lies you babble   6 6 6, the mark of the beast and the number of man   Is s, see yes you just confessed the antichrist is caucasian   'cause you made from God and God is man, created on six   The art deceivers made believers outta my people and the crucifix   The symbol of death, the sign of christ, and christa was weak   He came from krishna, God of the hindies, so get weak for your black feet   Now call on your false god, from zeus to borta   To armen, diana, I call on ela   You wastin' for peace for a feast on the blood of kings   You ancient babylon, america, all form in griefs   As the apocalypse, spits your eclipse, engulfed darkness   The dragon is bound in a bottom less pit   Now fear the doom of death, from the tune of ruffiah's trumpet   The return of esop is the legion, the messiah is coming   The angles over hell will chastise with pain   Those who worship deplicit darkness and kept his name   Blesses to the seven souls, 'round the throne from el villione   And pieces how you take this to the prophets and the puzzled   So devils, run here we come, ready to fight   The shock of the hour is power when the clock strikes midnight      (chorus)      (mc ren)   In the twinklin' of an eye, motherfuckers gonna die   Watchin' baby bomber planes rip across the sky   Fallin' on your jesus, comin' for the pork chop   Wake ya out your sleep, shit is deep, about to wreck shop   Bombs goin' down a mile deep, pushin' up a mile high   Nigga ain't allowed to cry while they disbelieve his god   Fakin' with your malcolm x picture on the wall   Motherfuckers shoulda listened when you got your final call   Think your doin' the brothers a favor by buyin' a paper   Shoulda read your paper, it tells ya the devil raped ya   Stripped ya of the scripture, blood ya then he crypt ya   Gave you a corner, some bitches, and called you that nigga   And then he pimped ya   You're mind is a waste, so now you got a taste   The chastise bitch ya shoulda took heed of what the wise said   Now you're bent outta shape with no power   Fuck up and waited for the shock of the hour      (chorus)      (kam)   What's the whole comin' to for someone who was snakes?    Just a gang a rain, hail, snow, and earthquakes, makin' milk shakes   Vanilla killa, 'cause it's judgment day   The kinda shit that turn your baby's hair gray, so you pray   That it stop before you drop, for goodness sake   Damn I'm seein' shit that make pregnant women's water break   Oughta make a run for it but you can't move   You terrified of somethin' that a law had to prove   So there you lie motionless and gave up the ghost   You finally arrived at the day you dreaded most   It's the shock of the hour      (chorus)