🎤 “EZEKIEL 16 — JUDGMENT A DI HEIGHTS” (Jamaican Patois Drill Version) (Intro – deep voice, heavy saturation) Silence deh pon di heights… Di court a open fi di false thrones… (Verse 1 – sharp, aggressive flow) Mi see heights full a fake watchman Forms weh rule but dem nah save no man Dem build demself up ova di nation dem But di power dem use just a trap fi men Dem tek di mystery an turn it inna empire Mash up di holy an sell it fi desire An di city a drink weh dem a pour out Mix up a power an darkness all bout Dem nuh rule by truth, dem rule by disguise By control, illusion an dem false skies But di ancient word still a blow through di wind “Wha climb too high ago drop in di end” (Chorus – saturated chant) Di heights dem a shake… Di heights dem a gwaan fall… Wha hide inna shadow soon exposed to all Before di breath a di truth, di final call (Verse 2 – faster, darker) Di city dem tink seh gold a shield dem from fire But fire nuh reason, fire nah retire System rise up like glass tower dem high But inside dem already turn dust an dry Dem sell promise inna holy language But holy cyaa be part of no damage An Ezekiel voice still cut through time Like blade weh slash through lie an crime Nuh only man carry di weight pon dem back A di idol dem build dat cause di crack An power dem drop when truth start rise Like blazing sun pon night disguise (Bridge – spoken, slow, threatening) Look pon di heights… dem cyaan stand steady… Wha look like heaven was underneath already… An judgment nuh just words — it a revelation… Truth weh bun down every false foundation… (Final Chorus – explosion) Di heights dem a fall… Di heights dem a fall… No throne nuh escape di sound a di call No idol survive when di morning call (Outro – heavy silence) Ezekiel never talk fi please di kings dem crown… Him talk fi show dem when di Most High come down…
