Featuring Sticky Fingaz

Sasha

Hey, yo fuck it. I'm rollin in a 4-barrel Camaro,
toward the Tribore, eyes narrow East River flow
with marrow, along side the bridge zombies pushing
bodies in wheel barrels, bitches sterile follow on
crutches of rusted arrows try to breath through
esophagus stuffed with sparrows, the imperial,
terrarembrium, the spherical, I turn the steering
wheel and pull into a 7-Eleven, met up with Billy,
Danny, Rob and Evan from the fucking Bio, yo we
down for survival with acid raindrenched skin
infest- ed by termites, hermaphrodites on bikes
swing spikes, think twice as I try to pacify the
pariah beside the driver and Shotgun kelly flips
the visor, time to devise a plan to reverse the
demise of man before he's met by the lastset of
the sun, armageddon, no question to answer,
disaster results from behavior patterns. Earth lay
raped, escape to saturn in a capsule, thirteen
days of travel. Upon arrival plans unravel,
imbalance of chemical pheremones, clones with no
genitals surround us, we can't fuck them, no means
of reproduction. I hear a scream and turn in that
direction, 33-23-33, I see seven, coming toward
us, to reward us...

Disorder, enter the Millenium, time gets shorter
Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder

Lord Humongous

Armageddon, a new death is dawnin', I like the
smell of napalm in the morning, four riders of the
apocalypse descend from the north, a fear in my
eye, I behold a pale horse. Armageddon, no time to
cry we all die as the sky turns red, the missles
start to fly. Factionstake action, eleven families
rule, millenium approaches, survival of the
roaches. Body armor will make you feel calmer or
safe from the drama, deplow stealth military
bombers, ass out, get down on your knees and pray;
illuminati takes your soul on the eve of judgement
day as the armies of darkness irradicate life and
we all go to hell and satan fucks your wife.
Strife, ter- ror without a minute to pray, human
beings at odds, peace becomes dis- aray, I'm
humongous from Mad Max, Lord of the Wasteland with
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fall victim to my master plan, I'm the dealer of
death and here's your motherfuckin' hand.

D-Lux

I'm ready to take back whatever they sold ya cuz
the scheme is a secret so nobody ever told ya, an
underground illuminated tribe of radicals ready to
take forth and feast like cannibals, animals,
huffing the fumes of rotting flesh exhumed from
the corpses of presisdents, dissents and fools
with a one way ticket from the temple of doom,
dark sides of moons and ill atomic booms leave the
earth all shakin and full of wounds from Krakatoa
east of Java to Camaroon, and coming soon to a
theater near you, the end of everything that we
once knew.

Billy

The grand finale strap my body with TNT, take the
president and his bitch with me tearing down the
walls of this conspiracy, fuck skull and bones and
illuminati. Irradication of the land of the free
but I'm the brave, ain't going out like a
motherfuckin' slave, neobarbaric post- apocalyptic
war, ground zero brooklyn, the world at war.

Sticky Fingaz

I woke up, bar codes on my forehead, it's a living
nightmare, my families all dead. I gotta call Fred
but no dail tone, I'm out for self cuz I'm gonna
die alone, this is madness I'm drooling with the
lock jaw, my elevator don't go to the top floor, I
hold my breath cuz the O2 killed, I'm suffocating,
I can't pay my oxigen bill. There's no tomorrow, I
wish a nigga murder me, the president declared a
state of emergency. The coast guard bangin' at my
front door, I got homemade bombs if they want war.
There's no sun, they put a fucking chip in me, I'm
a clone, mat- ta fact it's a different me. I'm
high tech kid, you get a bomb in the mail, so if
you die today then I'll see you in hell, I'll see
you in hell, see you in hell.

Additional bass on "New World Disorder" by
Christian Olde Wolbers Additional Percussion on
"New World Disorder" by Igor Cavalera