Gen Z: Amos 2
1Yo, the Lord's like, "For three strikes of Moab and four, I ain't letting them slide; they burned the king of Edom's bones into lime, no cap."
2But I'm sending fire on Moab, and it's gonna light up Kerioth's palaces; Moab's gonna go down with all the chaos, screaming, and trumpet vibes.
3I'm cutting off the judge from among them and taking out all their princes, says the Lord.
4The Lord's like, "For three strikes of Judah and four, I ain't letting it slide; they dissed my law and ignored my commandments, and their lies got them lost, just like their ancestors."
5But I'm sending fire on Judah, and it's gonna devour Jerusalem's palaces, fr.
6The Lord's like, "For three strikes of Israel and four, I ain't letting it slide; they sold the good people for silver and the poor for some kicks."
7They’re all about that dust on the poor’s heads, turning away from the humble; a dude and his dad are even going after the same girl, just disrespecting my name.
8They crash on clothes pledged at every altar and sip the wine of the condemned in their god's house, savage.
9I wiped out the Amorite before them; he was tall like cedars and strong like oaks, but I took out his fruit from above and roots from below, periodt.
10Plus, I brought you up from Egypt and led you through the desert for forty years to claim the Amorite land, no cap.
11I raised your sons as prophets and your young men as Nazarites. Is that not real, O children of Israel? says the Lord.
12But you gave the Nazarites wine to sip and told the prophets, "Don't prophesy," that's sus.
13Check it, I'm feeling crushed under you like a cart full of sheaves, fr.
14So the fast ones will be outta luck, and the strong won't flex their power; the mighty can't save themselves.
15The bowman won't stand, and the swift won't escape; even the horse riders can't save themselves, no cap.
16And the brave among the mighty will run away naked that day, says the Lord.