Sticky Fingaz - New World Disorder lyrics

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Sticky Fingaz - New World Disorder lyrics

Hey yo, f** 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 b**hes sterile follow on crutches of rusted arrows Tryin' breath through esophagus stuffed with sparrows Listen, to the [Incomprehensible] of hysterical, pleads for miracles Time to overthrow 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 f**ing Bio Yo, we down for survival with acid rain drenched Skin infested 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 last set 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 pheromones Clones with no genitals surround us, we can't f** 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 Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder Armageddon, a new d**h is dawnin' I like the smell of napalm in the morning Four riders of the apocalypse descend from the north A tear in my eye, I behold a pale horse Armageddon, no time to cry, we all die As the sky turns red, the missiles start to fly Faction stake action, eleven families rule The Millennium approaches, survival of the roaches Body armor will make you feel calmer Or safe from the drama deploy stealth Military bombers, a** out Get down on your knees and pray Illuminati takes your soul on the eve of judgment day As the armies of darkness irradiate life And we all go to hell and Satan f**s your wife Strife, terror without a minute to pray Human beings at odds, peace becomes disarray Humongous from Mad Max, Lord of the Wasteland With crazy ill troops all at my command Don't you ever fall victim to my master plan I'm the dealer of d**h and here's your motherf**in' hand Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder 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 presidents, 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 Cameroon And coming soon to a theater near you The end of everything that we once knew The grand finale strap my body with TNT Take the president and his b**h with me Tearing down the walls of this conspiracy f** skull and bones and Illuminati Eradication of the land of the free but I'm the brave Ain't going out like a motherf**in' slave Neobarbaric post apocalyptic war Ground zero, Brooklyn, the world at war Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder I woke up, bar codes on my forehead It's a living nightmare, my families all dead I gotta call Fred but no dial 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 k**ed, I'm suffocating I can't pay my oxygen bill There's no tomorrow, I wish a n***a murdered 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 f**ing chip in me I'm a clone, matta 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 See you in hell, see you in hell Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder, disorder

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