
[12]By Design
[Hook] It’s by design that the stars align, Heaven’s clockwork, moving divine. Signs in the sky, where the secrets shine, It’s by design that the stars align. [Verse 1] (Old School Rap) Staff in hand, walking prophecy’s page, Numbers 24, spitting truth from the age. A scepter rising, no horizon can bind it, Crushing through kingdoms, no crown to rewind it. Cedar scent from the East on the breeze, Gold in the saddle, frankincense for the knees. Myrrh for the shadow, where the King will bleed, We follow the flame; the sky’s all we need. [Hook] It’s by design that the stars align, Heaven’s clockwork, moving divine. Signs in the sky, where the secrets shine, It’s by design that the stars align. [Verse 2] (West Coast Rap) Dragon tail swiping, but the woman stands tall, Cloaked in the cosmos, moon under her shawl. Crown of twelve jewels, child born to rule, Serpent’s plot broken, making heaven the school. Wilderness shelter, two wings to soar, Revelation unraveling, the cosmos at war. The heavens split open, His name on the scroll, The birth of the King, the redemption of souls.

