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FALSE GODS
Hip-Hop/Rap
FALSE GODS was released on August 1, 2025 by Furnace Boys as a part of the album DEATH 2 THE FALSE GODS - EP
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Release DateAugust 1, 2025
LabelFurnace Boys
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YakiTheKid
YakiTheKid
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane Cooper Lacanilao
Shane Cooper Lacanilao
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Boger
Boger
Producer

Lyrics

Okay, now let me tell a story 'bout a captive from the flesh
Who was born to harbor sin and was condemned to certain death
This is not another record 'bout a rapper tryna flex
But a simple testimony 'bout the One who paid my debt
And that's word to Messiah, roaring lion, Heaven-sent
Got the church all on fire, Son of David in the flesh
Got these church people crying, You are worthy to be blessed
Just to say all of Your names, I need eternity of breath
In the court, feel like Jordan, bruh, Devil screaming, "How you plead your case?"
Hit the shoulder shrug, overdose on mercy, sippin' grace
Red Solo cup, everybody wicked but the saints
Came showing up, ain't gon' get a hold of us
Look at the time, it's not unlimited, it's imminent
We ready for battle cuz the devil move militant
We ain't gon' be rattled cuz Messiah guaranteed
From the world to the King, I think Jesus love immigrants
This for the champion who paid it on the cross (Say what?)
Rose again, won it all, beat the odds (Say what?)
Hallelujah to the One the grave lost (Yeah)
We say praise to the King, death to the false gods
This for the champion who paid it on the cross (Say what?)
Rose again, won it all, beat the odds (Say what?)
Hallelujah to the One the grave lost (Yeah)
We say praise to the King, death to the false gods
We ain't fighting with no weapons, .556 and .223
This a war that's in the Spirit, clutchin' B-I-B-L-Es
This society is dying, I see demons in the street
Broken-hearted people crying, we been longing to be free
So I'm here to break the silence, what's a goat to a lion?
What's a prince to a king? What's a rock to a giant?
A killshot, and one day every spirit so defiant
Gon' get answers to the question, "What's the devil to Messiah?"
A straight sucka, that's all he is, couldn't take a win
Against the God of all creation, so he pickin' on the kids
Demons taking over ballots, how they love to politick
This is hell in operation, can't you see they wanna win?
They ain't gonna get a vote from me, like the days of Noah
Need a boat to stay afloat the sea of judgement coming close
With every wicked act of blasphemy, ain't in they control
And so they label Christians close to freaks, still ain't diagnosing me
This for the champion who paid it on the cross (Say what?)
Rose again, won it all, beat the odds (Say what?)
Hallelujah to the One the grave lost (Yeah)
We say praise to the King, death to the false gods
This for the champion who paid it on the cross (Say what?)
Rose again, won it all, beat the odds (Say what?)
Hallelujah to the One the grave lost (Yeah)
We say praise to the King, death to the false gods
Written by: Shane Cooper Lacanilao
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