[verse 1] Lord… the world is straight burning while we choke on the smoke People starving in the streets, no cash for the bills, just broke jokes Greedy devils on top harvesting Your crop like it’s their fucking farm Tearing families apart with one swipe of the arm They reap everything, leave us the bones and the dirt While we scroll and pray like it’s gonna fix the hurt Media prophets on every screen telling us how to think and how to feel We lost our own damn spirit chasing somebody else’s deal [Chorus] We are the gods! Made in His image, time to act like gods! No more turning cheeks, that weak shit got old! Divine justice coming on a silver platter cold! You greedy fucks harvesting God's children for your gain! Feeding off our blood while you smile through the pain! Tearing families apart for your filthy fucking throne! We see your faces, we know your names, you're not alone! We are the gods! No more waiting while you rape the harvest we sowed! Your silver platters gonna run red with your own blood! Divine justice served — watch the mighty fall from above! [Verse 2] Political clowns claiming power for the few while the masses starve cold No time for love, no time for humbleness, just greed and control We wasted all our energy letting screens tell us who to be Instead of rising locally and setting the whole damn thing free Start in the neighborhood, start in the block, start in the home Before the fire spreads and there’s nothing left but bone Them motherfuckers on top better watch their fucking backs ‘Cause the gods are waking up and we’re coming with the axe [Verse 3] We lost our spirituality in the chase for the shine and the clout Now we’re done being sheep, done being quiet, done selling out No more waiting on heaven while the devil laughs in our face We’re the image of God — time to put the devil in his place Greedy hands scraping every last drop from the poor man’s plate But the harvest belongs to us — we’re about to change the fate No more cold views, no more turning the other cheek That story got fucking old — now we bring the heat [Final Chorus] We are the gods! Made in His image, time to act like gods! No more turning cheeks, that weak shit got old! Divine justice coming on a silver platter cold! You greedy fucks harvesting God's children for your gain! Feeding off our blood while you smile through the pain! Tearing families apart for your filthy fucking throne! We see your faces, we know your names, you're not alone! We are the gods! No more waiting while you rape the harvest we sowed! Your silver platters gonna run red with your own blood! Divine justice served — watch the mighty fall from above! [Raw Bridge] I see the blood on their hands, I see the tears in the dirt I see the families ripped apart and the pain that still hurts We start right here, right now, in the streets where we stand Pave the way locally — then we take the whole damn land [Outro] (mmm-hmm… we are the gods…) Them motherfuckers better watch out… We are the gods… and divine justice is coming…
