Mr. Doomzilla by Jay Bizzze Lyrics

Quote from the song “Mr. Doomzilla” by Jay Bizzze

Haha
He don’t even know what he talking bout haha
Yo, Aye yo, I’m back
Haha
Three Z’s
Doomzilla’s back
T’Challa
Tell everybody Doomzilla’s back, yeah
Young Samson
Haha, yo
And the most vicious of them all
Man
Doomzilla
Uh

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Mr. Doomzilla”

• Produced: Essence
• Written: Jay Bizzze
• Recording Engineer: Producer Lokey
• Mixing Engineer: J-Notez
• Mastering Engineer: J-Notez
• Release Date: November 19, 2021

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[Intro: Doomzilla & Jay Bizzze]

Haha
He don’t even know what he talking bout haha
Yo, Aye yo, I’m back
Haha
Three Z’s
Doomzilla’s back
T’Challa
Tell everybody Doomzilla’s back, yeah
Young Samson
Haha, yo
And the most vicious of them all
Man
Doomzilla
Uh

[Chorus: Mr. Doomzilla & Jay Bizzze]

Who’s iller?
Mr. Doomzilla
Used to be a thief, liar, cheater, and a killer
Although I am a Christian, I still do the killing
Calm down, I’m talking bout on microphones silly
Hand me the mic and I’ll turn into a gremlin
Tryna shock the world ‘fore I up and break the ceiling
Give em all a feeling
No that’s not appealing
Fighting for my fam, friends, and of course the children
Past kinda gory, but wasn’t end of story
To God be the glory, and glory be to God
I done made mistakes like Moses with his rod
To come face to face with the glory of His grace
What could I ever say?
What more could I offer?
Nothing
What wretched man I am, just a pauper
Russian roulette with six bullets in revolver
Destined to die, but by His grace, He took my place

[Verse 1: Mr. Doomzilla]

Flashback man
Take a look back then
The way that you was acting, you should’ve quit rapping
On your knees begging for forgiveness, only to get up and repeat the sin you committed
You're just not committed, your heart is wicked, your Father’s livid
And the way that you’re living not adding up to description
Your rhymes are fiction
Where’s your vision?
Your people perishing
You busy writing rhymes with sin in mind
Biz you’re so embarrassing

[Chorus: Mr. Doomzilla & Jay Bizzze]

Who’s iller?
Mr. Doomzilla
Used to be a thief, liar, cheater, and a killer
Although I am a Christian, I still do the killing
Calm down, I’m talking bout on microphones silly
Hand me the mic and I’ll turn into a gremlin
Tryna shock the world ‘fore I up and break the ceiling
Give em all a feeling
No that’s not appealing
Fighting for my fam, friends, and of course the children
Past kinda gory, but wasn’t end of story
To God be the glory, and glory be to God
I done made mistakes like Moses with his rod
To come to face to face with the glory of His grace
What could I ever say?
What more could I offer?
Nothing
What wretched man I am, just a pauper
Russian roulette with six bullets in revolver
Destined to die, but by His grace, He took my place

[Verse 2: Jay Bizzze]

The writing’s on the wall but I’m like Daniel at the feast
This world in need of Jesus, and that’s all you’ll see in me
Satan’s days are numbered and the King will bring defeat
Celebrate in Heaven until everything’s complete
Let me paint a picture as I interrupt the scene
Wrestle with these truths cause I’m weakest in my sleep
As I fell in slumber man I saw the darkest thing
Listen to me closely as I’m recalling the dream
Put me on trial, Lord as my lawyer
The voices that I’m hearing are louder when I ignore Him
I am who I am, not because I said I was but because You said I am
Who am I to stop Your plan?
You send out Your call, and those You’ve called will hear it
I could never find God, You found me through Your Spirit
If you heard anything different, it’s a lie don’t believe it
In His Word alone I find the strength to kill my demons

[Chorus: Mr. Doomzilla & Jay Bizzze]

Who’s iller?
Mr. Doomzilla
Used to be a thief, liar, cheater, and a killer
Although I am a Christian, I still do the killing
Calm down, I’m talking bout on microphones silly
Hand me the mic and I’ll turn into a gremlin
Tryna shock the world ‘fore I up and break the ceiling
Give em all a feeling
No that’s not appealing
Fighting for my fam, friends, and of course the children
Past kinda gory, but wasn’t end of story
To God be the glory, and glory be to God
I done made mistakes like Moses with his rod
To come to face to face with the glory of His grace
What could I ever say?
What more could I offer?
Nothing
What wretched man I am, just a pauper
Russian roulette with six bullets in revolver
Destined to die, but by His grace, He took my place