Gladiators v.2 x WAR - Joe Ryan III (Mashup) v.2

“WAR - Joe Ryan III” (Mashup Version) This work is a transformative mashup composition that incorporates elements inspired by the following original works: “WAR - Joe Ryan III” by Joe Ryan III, “Gladiators” by Omar Rivera Colon This mashup has been created for artistic and non-commercial purposes, with original lyrical adaptations and modifications intended to produce a distinct and transformative piece. All rights, titles, and interests in the original compositions, including the instrumental and underlying musical works, remain the sole property of their respective copyright holders. Aye… Look… Silence loud when the soul been screaming… Yeah… If you been tired If you been praying If you been waiting on a “one day”… Nah… God said TODAY. Fatherless daughters, trauma get fostered, coffins get auctioned, culture distorted, Pain get recorded, posted, applauded, souls getting sold and nobody cautious. Phones getting smarter, minds getting smaller, scrollin’ for dopamine, starvin’ for honor, Feeding addictions, digital prisons, algorithm got us all under hypnosis. Tell me, what happened to thought? What happened to fightin’ for more than a like or a comment you bought? We traded conviction for clicks and attention, Now truth get buried and lies get the props. Ratchet reactions, passive distractions, Laughin’ through sadness, we maskin’ the fractures, Actin’ like everything cool in the captions But deep down, we don’t even know what’s the matter. We some GLADIATORS Bleed, but we don’t break, no… We some GLADIATORS God’s hand on me, I can’t fake, no… It’s a war goin’ on outside Can you hear me? Can you hear me? It’s a war goin’ on outside Pick a side, better pick it clearly. Love turned lust, now trust get dust, Bodies collide but the souls don’t touch. Text full of words but the hearts stay hushed, Everybody talkin’, nobody discuss. Death in the rhythm, destruction in system, We normalize sin, then we call it “just livin’,” We numb to the cries, desensitized vision, Then wonder why peace feel so distant. I ain’t perfect, nah, I confess, Got my own scars that I never address, But if we real, this world in distress, And we need more God, not less. They told me quit, I leveled up, I was low, now I’m Heaven-touched… Lost in the dark, now I’m covered up, Walk how the Kingdom does. Smile on my face but I’m dyin’ inside, Faith on the ropes, I was fightin’ my mind, Enemy whisper, “You stuck in this life,” Spirit said, “Boy, you was built for the climb.” Hearts on the shelf, souls on delay, Everybody livin’ but driftin’ away, Blamin’ the cards that they was dealt in the game But grace said, “Here, you can shuffle again.” So stand Even when pressure expand, Even when doubt got a grip on your plans, Even when nobody clappin’ your hands You still chosen, you still got a stand. We some GLADIATORS Fightin’ for the light, yeah… We some GLADIATORS Walkin’ through the fire like yeah… It’s a war goin’ on outside Can you hear me? Can you hear me? It’s a war goin’ on outside Pick a side, better pick it clearly. I don’t need validation, I’m vindicated, Cross on my back, yeah I been delegated, Breath full of prayer, I’m ventilated, Devil want war but I renovated. Pain I endured, never advertised, Tears in the dark, I would never publicize, Still He called me, I was paralyzed Now I’m outside and I’m energized. I want truth, not trends, not clout, Not smoke, not hype, not crowds I want Word in the streets, in the house, In the heart of the lost crying out. Yo no camino con miedo, camino con fe, Aunque el valle sea oscuro, Cristo me ve, La presión de la vida no me va a romper, Porque el Dios que me guarda nunca va a perder. No vendo mi alma por fama o placer, No cambio la cruz por lo que pueda tener, Si el mundo se cae, yo sigo de pie, Porque mi roca es más firme que ayer. You can’t cancel a calling… You can’t mute a mission… You can’t bury a seed… You can’t stop a Christian. When the Lion say “MOVE” That’s not emotion… That’s divine permission. Nation on nation, it’s written, it’s coded, Signs in the skies and the times get promoted, Plagues and the pressure, the fear get devoted But I’m in the blood, so I walk like I’m chosen. I don’t fold, I don’t freeze, I don’t bend, I ascend, Pray, then I move, then I strike, then I win, Cross on my back but I move like a king, Devil get nervous when he hear me sing I was chained, now I’m free, now I’m speakin’ with power, Built in the storm, I don’t break in the hour, Faith like a tower, truth like a shower, Covered in grace every second, every minute, every hour! It’s a war goin’ on outside… We some Gladiators in the fight… If you still breathing, you still chosen. If you still standing, you still called. You not a victim… You not a statistic… You a GLADIATOR… In a war… …goin’ on outside.