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The takeover of the King
The takeover of the King

Yo!
The takeover of the King
Here comes Omar, the King
Come on, give it...
King!

Oh!
Hallelujah!
Blessed be all of us
Who sanctify the name
That is above every name
And woe to that man
Who trusts in another
For that other will let him know
That he’ll have to face it twice
But woe to those who suffer for the King of Glory
For He will pull them out of the muddy pit
And set them in victory
Like in victory
Lady, hold on tight
Don’t let go of that game for your kids
Look, this isn’t a game
Fire is gonna fall from heaven
That will consume everything alive after the trumpet
And even though everyone chooses their own fate and path
Hold on to that promise
That we will serve Jehovah, me and those in my house

Oh brother, we will be blessed
Those who suffer persecution for His word
In situations where the truth isn’t clear
Oh brother, and remember that when you measure
You will be measured with the same stick
Church, open your eyes, for wicked creatures
Hide behind your face
But pray truthfully without ceasing, says the word
So that angels will always camp around us

Brother!
And woe to those who fall under the wrath of the God of Heaven
For they will be consumed
Like waters are consumed by dry ground
Torn like the veil itself, without comfort
And there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth
For they won’t be able to take flight to heaven
But you and I, church
Will be seated at the right hand of God the Almighty
Creator of heaven and earth
Who gave us Jesus Christ, His only son
Our Lord and Savior
The King of Kings

The King is listening
To the takeover of the King
The King is listening
To the takeover of the King
The King is listening
To the takeover of the King
The King is listening
To the takeover of the King

Yo!
Yo!
The takeover...