Herod (Hebrew: הוֹרְדוֹס, Hordos, Greek: Ἡρῴδης, Hērōdēs), also known as Herod the Great (born 73 or 74 BCE, died 4 BCE in Jericho), was a Roman client king of Judea. His epithet of "the Great" is widely disputed as he is described as "a madman who murdered his own family and a great many rabbis." He is also known for his colossal building projects in Jerusalem and elsewhere, including his expansion of the Second Temple in Jerusalem (sometimes referred to as Herod's Temple) and the construction of the port at Caesarea Maritima. Important details of his biography are gleaned from the works of the 1st century CE Roman-Jewish historian Josephus Flavius.
The Romans made Herod's son Herod Archelaus ethnarch of Judea, Samaria, and Idumea (biblical Edom) from 4 BCE to 6 CE, referred to as the tetrarchy of Judea. Archelaus was judged incompetent by the Roman emperor Augustus who then combined Samaria, Judea proper and Idumea into Iudaea province under rule of a prefect until 41. Herod's other son Herod Antipas was tetrarch of Galilee from 4 BCE – 39 CE.
Plot
Four writers. Four narratives. One life. For the first time in film history the Gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John have been reconstructed in four feature length, documentary-style films. Narrated word for word by some of the world's leading voice talent, the Gospels are coming to life like never before.
Wooh
Come on
Wooh
Uh, uh, wooh
Come on
Wooh
Uh, uh uh
Man, I hear you niggas talkin
But'choo walkin the wrong way to really mean it
I done heard it, I done seen it, don't get caught up in between it
Its a dark road you walkin on, same street that I be stalkin on
Suppose to be quiet, but you keep talkin on
Now ya mouth got you in some shit
So we gon' let everybody see your gangsta ass get smaked like a bitch
Guess I'll remind y'all niggas, I can find y'all niggas
Click click, whats up, walk up right behind y'all niggas
Once the four four hit'cha
You ain't going no where but out the door on a stretcha
Boy, I'ma get'cha
Wet y'all niggas up like a pool
'Cuz I done told you, Y'ALL GON' MAKE ME LOSE MY COOL
Yo Knock get the glock, these bitch niggas is actin
Making movies, we'll make a movie about this shit after is happened
All that yappin, that them niggas is gettin away with
Take it easy my friend, let 'em know, dog ain't to be played with
A nigga gotta take a girl with the back
I'm fuckin with the hood and I'm back
I wish you understood why I'm back
It would take a lotta pressure off my back
A nigga gotta take a girl with the back
I'm fuckin with the hood and I'm back
I wish you understood why I'm back
It would take a lotta pressure off my back
Uh, uh, uh
Most of these hard rocks turn out to be soft as wet dog shit
Talkin shit, but when the fog spits, dog they all split
Then all hit the ground around the same time
In the same frame of mind, ?thangs up in the nine?
left them bitches blind, hit 'em up from behind
Yeah, thats how you do that
And he had such a good head up on his shoulders, but I blew that
Fuck you black, you new cats don't know somethin important
You die quick fuckin with my shit, and my shits extortin
House rules, when I speak, y'all niggas listen
I drop jewels that y'all cats can't afford to keep missin
Drinkin ??? fueled by drugs
Shits about to get real outta hand dog, betta get ya man dog
Rap shit comes second, I'ma show you what a robber do
Mention ice one more time and I'm robbin you
Tie you up for a week starvin you
Beatin the shit outta you everday, cuz yo, these niggas gotta pay
Uh, uh, uh
Dog it ain't no secret 'bout how its going down once I put on the pressure
It ain't nothing but another nigga put on a stretcher
With a blanket over his face, take him to the morgue with the waste
'Cuz he was in the wrong place at the wrong time
So I gave it to him in his chest
In his throat, in his head, in his back, through his vest, YES
Ain't a whole lot to braking a nigga down fast
They call me black 'cuz thats how I'm gon' be on that ass
Y'all pussy niggas think y'all sweet
But ain't a fuckin thing going down til I eat
So can I beef? You betta while you still got teeth
'Cuz they about to get knocked out, hopped out
On that ass with a blast that'll make ya shit drop out
Popped out, through a you know what
Cuz you know why, and you know my
Motherfuckin name up in this game
And bitch, you know I
Will never be crossed flippin, but on some east coast terms
Great
Into Satans armpit I will crawl to seek my vengeance
The ressurection of his evil world
The sailor lost at sea, look for the sun and moon to guide me
I am that sailor I am his vengeance
The great the great will always be
Great the great will always be
Great the great will always stand
We will hunt you down
A timebomb set to blow, destroy all that you know
The decadence of the western world
So walk with me on the brink of time
I will liberate you from sin and your life of crime
Walk with me on the sands of time
Roll the heads of vanity roll it out of line
How will you live your life, sweet sister
How will you live it now
Who will you run to now dear brother
Who will you run to now
Into Satans armpit I will crawl to seek my vengeance
A simple way of thinking a simple way of life
Wooh, come on
Wooh, uh, uh, wooh
Come on
Wooh
Man, I hear you niggas talkin'
But'choo walkin' the wrong way to really mean it
I done heard it, I done seen it, don't get caught up in between it
It's a dark road you walkin' on, same street that I be stalkin' on
Suppose to be quiet, but you keep talkin' on
Now ya mouth got you in some shit
So we gon' let everybody see your gangsta ass get smaked like a bitch
Guess I'll remind y'all niggas, I can find y'all niggas
Click click, whats up, walk up right behind y'all niggas
Once the four four hit'cha
You ain't going no where but out the door on a stretcha
Boy, I'ma get'cha
Wet y'all niggas up like a pool
'Cause I done told you
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Yo Knock get the glock, these bitch niggas is actin'
Making movies, we'll make a movie
About this shit after is happened
All that yappin', that them niggas is gettin' away with
Take it easy my friend, let 'em know, dog ain't to be played with
A nigga gotta take the good with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the hood and I'm glad
I wish you understood why I'm mad
'Cause it'd take a lot of pressure of my back
A nigga gotta take the good with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the hood and I'm glad
I wish you understood why I'm mad
'Cause it'd take a lot of pressure of my back
Most of these hard rocks turn out to be soft as wet dog shit
Talkin' shit, but when the fog spits, dog they all split
Then all hit the ground around the same time
In the same frame of mind, thangs up in the nine
Left them bitches blind, hit 'em up from behind
Yeah, thats how you do that
And he had such a good head up on his shoulders, but I blew that
Fuck you black, you new cats don't know somethin' important
You die quick fuckin' with my shit, and my shits extortin'
House rules, when I speak, y'all niggas listen
I drop jewels that y'all cats can't afford to keep missin'
Drinkin' [unverified] fueled by drugs
Shits about to get real outta hand dog, betta get ya man dog
Rap shit comes second, I'ma show you what a robber do
Mention ice one more time and I'm robbin' you
Tie you up for a week starvin' you
Beatin' the shit outta you everyday
'Cause yo, these niggas gotta pay
A nigga gotta take the good with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the hood and I'm glad
I wish you understood why I'm mad
'Cause it'd take a lot of pressure of my back
A nigga gotta take the good with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the hood and I'm glad
I wish you understood why I'm mad
'Cause it'd take a lot of pressure of my back
Dog it ain't no secret 'bout how its going down once I put on the pressure
It ain't nothing but another nigga put on a stretcher
With a blanket over his face, take him to the morgue with the waste
'Cause he was in the wrong place at the wrong time
So I gave it to him in his chest
In his throat, in his head, in his back, through his vest, yes
Ain't a whole lot to braking a nigga down fast
They call me black 'cause that's how I'm gon' be on that ass
Y'all pussy niggas think y'all sweet
But ain't a fuckin' thing going down 'til I eat
So can I beef? You betta while you still got teeth
'Cause they about to get knocked out, hopped out
On that ass with a blast that'll make ya shit drop out
Popped out, through a you know what
'Cause you know why, and you know my
Motherfuckin' name up in this game
And bitch, you know I
Will never be crossed flippin'
But on some east coast terms
New York niggas do, fuck the perms
A nigga gotta take the good with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the hood and I'm glad
I wish you understood why I'm mad
'Cause it'd take a lot of pressure of my back
A nigga gotta take the good with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the hood and I'm glad
I wish you understood why I'm mad