RockSoul yeah!
Tryumf yeah!
Worries in the dance!
Ooh yeah!
Jesus of Nazareth
Resurrected Lazarus
Killed instead of Barabbas
Healed the sick and powerless
Threatened by the Pharisees
Questioned by the high priest
Frightened His disciples when He walked upon the high seas
Who is He?
Savior and the Son of God
Reasoned with the teachers and the leaders in the synagogue
Reaching unbelievers like Zacchaeus in the sycamore tree
Read Luke 19 and it will give you more (word)
More than a man they call Him I am
They couldn't kill Him till He finished fulfilling the will of Elohim
And if you think that Jesus ain't comin back
When you hear the thunder clap
You'll be like: What was that? (worries)
Par-ra-pa-pa-pum
Sound of judgment like an African drum now
Lord I'm so happy happy
You make me clappy clappy
Lord I'm so happy happy
You make me clappy clappy, yeah
Let the planet and the powers and the stars connect
When I raise my hands to worship all the devils hit the deck
With a desire to swim in the river of fire
I saw the eyes of the Messiah was calling me higher
To prophesy to the revived Roman Empire
To get ready for the return of Moses and Elijah
When the sky gets brighter
It's the Son sitting on a horse, He's a rider
Ultimate fighter
Tatted up, King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Sing a hymn all applaud
Stronger than a unicorn with a titanium horn
The Nazarite baby was born
Spiritual hair longer than a bo bo dread
Jesus in the office of Melchizedek
Coming in on a red eye
With a double edge sword
Watch the heads fly
Par-ra-pa-pa-pum
Sound of judgment like an African drum now
Lord I'm so happy happy
You make me clappy clappy
Lord I'm so happy happy
You make me clappy clappy, yeah
(Here's what I think the Father would say)
Heaven is my lazy boy
Earth is my foot stool
I inhabit eternity as my residential
But still the people are trying to rebuild a temple
For me to dwell in the midst of evil is only temporal
From the days of Noah
To Sodom and Gomorrah
The wrath of God will get bloody like a Manga horror
I spare the man of honor
Wicked are cannon fodder
It's God who ran up on ya
Who wrote the canon for ya
My wrath is at the solar and lunar eclipse
Desolation is decreed and sent from my lips
On the gentiles and Jews who do wickedness
I swore in my wrath they will never enter my rest
Par-ra-pa-pa-pum
Sound of judgment like an African drum now
Lord I'm so happy happy
You make me clappy clappy
Lord I'm so happy happy
You make me clappy clappy, yeah
