Jay Bizzze - Mr. Doomzilla lyrics

He don’t even know what he talking bout haha
Yo, Aye yo, I’m back three Z’s
Doomzilla’s back t’Challa
Tell everybody Doomzilla’s back, yeah
Young Samson
And the most vicious of them all man
Doomzilla

Who’s iller? Mr doomzilla
Used to be a thief, liar, cheater
And a killer although I am a Christian
I still do the killing calm down
I’m talking bout on microphones silly
Hand me the mic and I’ll turn into a gremlin
Tryna shock the world ‘fore I
Up and break the ceiling
Give em all a feeling
No that’s not appealing
Fighting for my fam, friends
And of course the children
Past kinda gory, but wasn’t end of story
To God be the glory, and glory be to God
I done made mistakes like Moses with his rod
To come face to face with
The glory of His grace
What could I ever say?
What more could I offer? Nothing
What wretched man I am, just a pauper
Russian roulette with six bullets in revolver
Destined to die, but by His grace
He took my place

Flashback man take a look back then
The way that you was acting
You should’ve quit rapping
On your knees begging for forgiveness
Only to get up and repeat
The sin you committed
You're just not committed, your
Heart is wicked, your Father’s livid
And the way that you’re living
Not adding up to description
Your rhymes are fiction where’s your vision?
Your people perishing
You busy writing rhymes with sin in mind
Biz you’re so embarrassing

Who’s iller? Mr doomzilla
Used to be a thief, liar, cheater
And a killer although I am a Christian
I still do the killing calm down
I’m talking bout on microphones silly
Hand me the mic and I’ll turn into a gremlin
Tryna shock the world ‘fore I
Up and break the ceiling
Give em all a feeling
No that’s not appealing
Fighting for my fam, friends
And of course the children
Past kinda gory, but wasn’t end of story
To God be the glory, and glory be to God
I done made mistakes like Moses with his rod
To come to face to face with
The glory of His grace
What could I ever say?
What more could I offer? Nothing
What wretched man I am, just a pauper
Russian roulette with six bullets in revolver
Destined to die, but by His grace
He took my place

The writing’s on the wall but I’m
Like Daniel at the feast
This world in need of Jesus
And that’s all you’ll see in me
Satan’s days are numbered and the
King will bring defeat
Celebrate in Heaven until
Everything’s complete
Let me paint a picture as
I interrupt the scene
Wrestle with these truths cause I’m
Weakest in my sleep as I fell in slumber man
I saw the darkest thing
Listen to me closely as
I’m recalling the dream
Put me on trial, Lord as my lawyer
The voices that I’m hearing are
Louder when I ignore Him i am who I am
Not because I said I was but
Because You said I am
Who am I to stop Your plan?
You send out Your call
And those You’ve called will hear it
I could never find God
You found me through Your Spirit
If you heard anything different
It’s a lie don’t believe it
In His Word alone I find the
Strength to kill my demons

Who’s iller? Mr doomzilla
Used to be a thief, liar, cheater
And a killer although I am a Christian
I still do the killing calm down
I’m talking bout on microphones silly
Hand me the mic and I’ll turn into a gremlin
Tryna shock the world ‘fore I
Up and break the ceiling
Give em all a feeling
No that’s not appealing
Fighting for my fam, friends
And of course the children
Past kinda gory, but wasn’t end of story
To God be the glory, and glory be to God
I done made mistakes like Moses with his rod
To come to face to face with
The glory of His grace
What could I ever say?
What more could I offer? Nothing
What wretched man I am, just a pauper
Russian roulette with six bullets in revolver
Destined to die, but by His grace
He took my place

Who’s iller? Mr doomzilla
Tryna shock the world ‘fore I
Up and break the ceiling who’s iller?
Mr doomzilla fighting for my fam, friends
And of course the children who’s iller?
Mr doomzilla to come to face to face with
The glory of His grace who’s iller?
Mr doomzilla
Destined to die, but by His grace
He took my place