New World Disorder

[Featuring Sticky Fingaz]

[Sasha]

Hey, yo [bad word] 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, [bad word] sterile follow on [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] them, no means of reproduction. I hear a scream and turn in that
direction, 33-23-33, I see [bad word] 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 [bad word]  millenium approaches, survival of the roaches. Body
armor will make you feel calmer or safe from the drama, deplow stealth
military bombers, [bad word] 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 [bad word] and satan [bad word] your wife. Strife, ter-
ror without a minute to pray, human beings at odds, peace [bad word] dis-
aray, I'm humongous from Mad Max, Lord of the Wasteland with crazy ill
troops all at [bad word]  don't you ever fall victim to my master plan,
I'm the dealer of death and here's your [bad word]  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, [bad word] 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 [bad word] with me tearing down the walls of this conspiracy, [bad word] skull and
bones and illuminati. Irradication of the land of the free but I'm the
brave, ain't going out like a [bad word]  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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] chip in me, I'm a clone, mat-
ta fact it's a different me. I'm high tech kid, you get a bom