2nd installment of the spiritual Remixes with more set apart songs , wordplay, lyrics, bars, and the message also that's being pushed with is the gospel and to repent and come back to the heavenly father. takng the worldy and turning it holy and clean

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This Is Not A Drill Remix2!

"Consummation" (D3 Album)

Song written and vocals recorded By El Chanok aka Black Judah.
Produced By Sni9per. 
Vocal Mixing and Engineering by Heizenburr. 

- Judah Music LLC, 2024


Consumation

MY METROPOLIS LYRICS:

[Intro]

Ah, Metropolis
My metropolis 
If I can make it here
I can make it anywhere...

[Hook]

Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Are you serious?
Hating on me boy you
Must be delirious 
Yeah, they some bone heads
Yeah, they barbarous
I swear these rappers so
God damn mysterious
Catch me on TV, they looking
Like "there he is"
Flooded my diamonds, they
Wet like Aquarius
Smash on the pedal cus 
I don't take breaks 
Goyard my belt and I 
Buckle the waist
I woke up high as hell
In a new space
Taking that bitch and I
Fuck on his face
I took your bitch and I
Fuck on his waist
And I did that shit cus
I'm in love with the cake
My diamonds shining 
I flooded the face
My diamonds shining 
Like CD's, yeah
My diamonds shining 
They VV's, yeah
On the real they wanna
Be me, yea
My life a movie no 3D
My bitch a cannibal 
He wanna eat me
Yeah, call up scotty and 
Tell him come beam me
Yeah, you mad now you
Wanna come see me
Boy, i'm on your head
Like a beanie
Nah, they not fucking 
With Ki Ki

[Verse]

Tryna CTRL ALT DELETE me
Final boss they can't beat me
I'm getting paid
Yeah, i'm breaking the bank
My money elastic
I feel like i'm Jake
Rock out my show
Made the whole crowd faint
Yeah, they some rats
Pinky and the Brain
In a Hatchback
Swervin' out of my lane
Breaking them backs
Yeah, I feel like Bane
Skrt off that hoe 
In a m'fucking range
Blocking that bitch
I can't fuck with a lame
Fuck that lil hoe 
Kick that bitch out my crib
Yeah, these hoes do
What I already did
Fucking around
Ima tat up my rib
Making plays, making hits
Evil eye on my wrist
Cus I know they want me dead
RDR, Red Dead Redemption 
Already got my redemption
Horses in the back
Like John Marston
I'm not from this earth
Like a damn Martian
Whole lotta blunts
I keep sparking
Whole lotta dogs
Keep on barking
Rottweilers, got a doberman 
All these hoes
They want my men
All my soldiers stay on ten
Please don't fuck with them
I can't be your friend
I can't hold your hand
Nah, I can't break or bend

[Hook]

Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Tell me who better than me
Are you serious?
Hating on me boy you
Must be delirious 
Yeah, they some bone heads
Yeah, they barbarous
I swear these rappers so
God damn mysterious
Catch me on TV, they looking
Like "there he is"
Flooded my diamonds, they
Wet like Aquarius
Smash on the pedal cus 
I don't take breaks 
Goyard my belt and I 
Buckle the waist
I woke up high as hell
In a new space
Taking that bitch and I
Fuck on his face
I took your bitch and I
Fuck on his waist
And I did that shit cus
I'm in love with the cake
My diamonds shining 
I flooded the face
My diamonds shining 
Like CD's, yeah
My diamonds shining 
They VV's, yeah
On the real they wanna
Be me, yea
My life a movie no 3D
My bitch a cannibal 
He wanna eat me
Yeah, call up scotty and 
Tell him come beam me
Yeah, you mad now you
Wanna come see me
Boy, i'm on your head
Like a beanie
Nah, they not fucking 
With Ki Ki

Metropolis [prod. iam6ert]

Oh, how you have fallen…
Morning star, son of the dawn…
You said you’d rise, you said you’d reign,
But now? Look where you lay…



You thought you’d sit on the highest throne,
Stretch your hand, claim the earth as your own.
You said, “I will ascend, I will rule the skies,”
But now you crawl where the serpent lies.

Buried beneath, your kingdom is dust,
Chains on your hands, your throne is rust.
The nations look, they shake their heads,
Is this the one who made kings bow in dread?!


You are cast down, never to rise!
Crushed beneath the feet of the Most High!
Zion stands, we will not bow!
Fire in our bones, hear the battle sound!



I was drowning, but He pulled me free,
Yahuah reigns, He fights for me!
Though the shadows whispered my name,
Now I roar I’m not the same!

No longer afraid, my head lifted high,
I walk on the waves, my spirit won’t die.
The ones who oppose, they dig their own graves,
The righteous stand while the wicked fade!


I will not fear, I will not break!
The fire of Zion, it will not shake!
Let the enemy tremble, let them see,
The righteous rise WE WALK FREE!

You are cast down , never to rise!
Crushed beneath the feet of the Most High!
Zion stands, we will not bow!
Fire in our bones, hear the battle sound!


Who will you terrify now? Your throne is gone!” 🔥
🔥 “Where are your armies? Your strength is withdrawn!” 🔥
🔥 “You built your empire on lies and deceit!” 🔥
🔥 “Now all who see you laugh in defeat!” 🔥


The pit is your home, darkness your grave!
The fire of judgment will not be swayed!
Zion is rising, no longer afraid!
Yahuah has spoken THE ENEMY FADES!

Cast Down Forever

Wait no More

And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto death.

The Remedy

Killer (Wailing Woman) Song written by El Chanok (Produced by Pilotkid) 

- Judah Music LLC, 2025

El Chanok - “Killer”(Wailing Woman)

Zoog “Yahuah Music”.mp3

While the world is going viral mocking what they don’t understand — shouting “What the helly” I had to flip the script and reclaim the mic for Yahuah.

I jumped on Rob49’s “WTHelly” not because I wanted to mimic the trend, but because I saw a spiritual gap that needed to be filled with truth. While they’re glorifying confusion, chaos, and demonic culture, I made a remix that recounts the MAJESTY of Yahuah — the Set-Apart Elohim who saves, restores, heals, and reigns.

This isn’t just a freestyle.
It’s a rebuke of the counterfeit and a reminder of the real.
It’s time we show that set-apart doesn’t mean silent.
I’m bringing lyrical pressure, spiritual depth, and algorithmic excellence — without compromising truth.

So while they shout “What the helly?”
We declare:
“What the RUACH!”
“What the EL ELYON!”
“What the Word, the Blood, the Truth!”

This track Is about reclaiming culture.
It’s raw, it’s real, it’s Ruach-filled, and it’s REPRESENTING YAHUAH with boldness in a time where everyone else is folding to foolishness.

What the Holy Spirit what the Daniel In the lions den .. yahhhhh yahhhhh 


what the holy breath what the el Elyon that snatched back death whooo whoooo




What the Ruach? Holy Spirit  What the set-apart flame?
What the no pork, still eatin’ good game?
What the Sabbath? We don’t cook or sell.
What the EliYah rain when the drought fell?

What the Esther? crown on her head
What the snakes in the grass gettin’ crushed instead?
What the Red Sea? What the staff that split?
What the prophets? All them boys was lit.

What the Samson? What the jawbone fight?
What the wilderness? Forty days, no bite.
What the no swine? What the Torah on deck?
What the plagues in Egypt got Pharaoh checked?

What the Yahuah? What the sky get dark?
What the Noah? Built a boat from bark.
What the don’t eat crab? What the clean fish plate?
What the serpent bruised, but the heel gon’ break.

What the Judah? What the lion don’t sleep?
What the deep praise with the sound too deep?
What the feast days? What the lamb get slain?
What the Pesach blood on the door for shame?

What the woke but bitter? What the fake online?
What the Ruach testin’ every vine?
What the twelve tribes? What the fam real big?
What the truth make free, no cap, no wig.

What the Ruach? What the cloud by day?
What the fire by night when the tribes on way?
What the no mix cloth? What the fringe on swing?
What the set-apart girl with the crown, no ring?

What the no pig feet, shrimp off the plate?
What the pure speech comin’ back in weight?
What the healed heart? What the chain got broke?
What the praise too loud, got the Pharisees choked?



What the Sarah? What the baby at age?
What the Ruth? What the grain in hand?
What the fam in chains, still part of the plan?
What the fastin’? What the dirt on face?
What the Torah thump in a lawless place?

What the praise in pain? What the shout with tears?
What the dry bones dancin’ after all them years?
What the split seas? What the cloud on feet?
What the barefoot priest still walk through heat?

What the no drip, still set-apart clean?
What the one wife, no side chick scheme?

WTHolySpirit ( Rob49 REMIX FREESTYLE)

Amendment

#scfirst
https://youtu.be/47rs0RGt238?si=-TAvd4IBzeRkhP2P

produced by dxni.
written by me.
mixed and mastered by me.

Danny Phantom (Music Video in Description)

El Chanok (Black Judah) & El Ahavah Ezra Sarah a.k.a Bobina , are called and sent to minister unto the people of YAH, Preaching the besorah to the meek, binding up the broken hearted, and proclaiming liberty to the captives; through various channels while Music is one of their callings, that they use to Esteem YAHUAH alone, This couple is worship based, and honor Yahuah through praise. Their music Carries Prophecy, LOVE, and Healing, Ba’Hashem Yahusha Hamashiach. They are called as sent ones, and lead Reset The Frequency Ministries In the ways of the Father, YAHUAH, and the son, Yahusha Hamashiach. ALL ESTEEM TO YAHUAH 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄. RESET THE FREQUENCY!!!

WTHolySpirit ( Rob49 REMIX FREESTYLE)

Reset The Frequency

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