Gen Z: Ezekiel 27
1God hit me up again, saying,
2Yo, human, drop a sad jam for Tyrus;
3And tell Tyrus, "Yo, you chillin' at the sea entrance, hustlin' for all the islands, the Lord God says: Tyrus, you think you’re the whole vibe."
4Your borders are all up in the seas, your builders made you look fire.
5They crafted your ship boards from dope Senir fir trees and snagged cedars from Lebanon for your masts.
6They used Bashan oaks for your oars; the Ashurites hooked you up with ivory benches from the Chittim islands.
7You had fine linen from Egypt draped as your sail; blue and purple from Elishah's islands were your cover.
8The Zidon and Arvad peeps were your crew: your wise ones, Tyrus, were your pilots.
9The old heads from Gebal and their wise guys were your builders: all the ships and their crews were in you to handle your trade.
10Persia, Lud, and Phut were in your squad, your warriors: they hung shields and helmets on you; they showcased your style.
11The homies from Arvad were chillin' on your walls, and the Gammadims were flexin' in your towers, hangin' their shields like, "This vibe is perfect."
12Tarshish was your main plug, rollin' in all kinds of riches; they were trading silver, iron, tin, and lead like it was no cap.
13Javan, Tubal, and Meshech were your merchants, hustlin' people and brass vessels in your market, straight up savage.
14The crew from Togarmah was in your fairs, trading horses, horsemen, and mules like it was lit.
15The dudes from Dedan were your merchants; they brought you some major gifts like ivory and ebony horns, pure bussin'.
16Syria was your merchant, bringing all the goods; they were in your fairs with emeralds, purple threads, and fine linens, just poppin' off.
17Judah and Israel were your merchants, trading wheat, honey, oil, and balm like it was the hottest drops.
18Damascus was your merchant with all the goods, rollin' in the wine from Helbon and white wool, straight vibin'.
19Dan and Javan were busy in your fairs, with bright iron, cassia, and calamus, just keeping the market lit.
20Dedan was your merchant, dropping precious fits for chariots, no cap.
21Arabia and all the Kedar homies were vibin' with you, trading lambs, rams, and goats. Total merchant goals.
22The Sheba and Raamah squad were your merchants, flexing all the spices, precious stones, and gold. Major rizz.
23Haran, Canneh, and Eden, the Sheba crew, Asshur, and Chilmad were all about that merchant life.
24They were your merchants with all the drip: blue clothes, fancy threads, and rich chests, all tied up nice with cedar vibes.
25The ships from Tarshish were singing your praises at the market, making you look super lit on the seas.
26Your rowers brought you through major waters, but the east wind hit you hard in the waves.
27Your wealth, fairs, and crew, all your peeps in the game, are gonna take a dive into the sea when it all goes down.
28The suburbs are gonna shake when your pilots start crying out.
29All the oar handlers, mariners, and sea pilots are gonna bail from their ships and hit the land.
30They’ll raise their voices against you, crying hard and throwing dust on their heads, rolling in the ashes like it's a whole mood.
31They gonna go full bald for you, rockin' sackcloth, and cryin' hard with all the feels, fr.
32While they’re wailing, they’ll drop a sad song for you, asking, "What city’s as lit as Tyrus, the one wrecked in the sea?"
33When your goods hit the waves, you had mad people vibin'; you made kings rich with all your fire merch.
34When the seas wreck you deep down, all your goods and crew gonna crash hard.
35Everyone on the islands gonna be shook by you, and their kings gonna be scared, looking all sus.
36The traders gonna hiss at you; you’ll be a whole vibe of terror, and you’re donezo, no cap.